Victoria blinks a few times, staring up at Dominic. I can tell by her look that they are mentally exchanging information. Telepathy? It must be. She understands, now. There's no doubt.

"I will add a setting to the dinner table," she says politely, curtsying before she turns and walks away.

I glance up and catch his eyes watching her, "How did you do that?" I ask, accentuating every word in a whisper.

Dominic shrugs, "You saw that, huh?" he shakes his head a ...