Chapter 94

Yards of silk, clouds of powder, brushes, combs, pearls, and diamonds glistened before Matilda’s eyes. As Philippa arranged the last strand of Matilda’s hair neatly around her face, secured a mask over her eyes and nose, and placed a small crystal tiara on her head, Matilda couldn’t help but feel, despite herself, like a princess.

Philippa knelt to polish the lump of crystal on Matilda’s silver slippers. “If I didn’t know better, I’d call myself a Faerie Queen. It’s like m—” Philippa caught herself before she spoke the word the King of Skull Gang had so effectively outlawed, then quickly said, “I barely recognize you!”

“Good,” Matilda said. This would be her first ball where she wasn’t there to kill someone. True, she was mostly going to make sure Nehemia didn’t hurt herself or the court. But . . . a ball was a ball. Maybe if she was lucky, she could dance a little.

“Are you certain this is a good idea?” Philippa asked quietly, standing. “Captain Westfall won’t be pleased.”

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