Keira nodded, taking a deep breath. She could do this. She'd faced down kidnappers, hostile royal cousins, and interrogation by a king. A dinner party shouldn't be that much harder. As the doors opened to the corridor, Alexei and Niko were waiting.

Keira almost whistled but, remembering the stylists behind them, stopped herself in time. Alexei saw the movement of her mouth though and grinned.

Both princes wore perfectly tailored black dinner jackets with military decorations, but Keira's eyes ...