“You look like…” Dexter began, recapturing Reid’s attention. “Like a star yanked straight from the sky. You’re stunning. I’d almost forgotten that appearances can be deceiving. But I’m sure that was my mother’s plan all along. No one will suspect you’re capable of so much more than looking pretty.” He pulled her closer until their bodies touched.

Surprised by his admission and his nearness, she didn’t know how to respond.

He glided his hand up her back, his fingers trailing over her bare skin making her shiver. A man had never behaved in such a way with her before.

“What are you doing?” she whispered. His seductive behavior seemed out of character.

He blinked, as if coming out of a daze. “Lord Robert questioned our union, didn’t he?”

“He did.”

“Everyone in this room must believe we’re in love to give us a better chance of stemming off a war.”

Of course he was only holding her close and touching her sensuously because they had an audience. Not because he wanted to. They barely knew each other.

While she understood Henrick would do whatever possible to maintain peace, she wasn’t sure Dexter felt the same way. She tilted her head back to ask if he genuinely wanted to stop the war, but their eyes locked.

They stopped dancing. Dexter raised his hands, cupping the sides of Reid’s face. He searched her eyes—for what, she didn’t know. The heat from his palms sent a jolt of pleasure through her. No one had ever looked at her like this. It made her knees weak. Slowly, Dexter lowered his head and Reid’s eyes fluttered shut. A moment later, Dexter’s soft lips brushed against hers, making her want to melt into him.

People started cheering.

Reid’s eyes flew open, realizing everyone saw the kiss. Had Dexter only done it for show? His hands slid to her shoulders, his eyes never straying from hers. A second later, he smiled, his former intensity gone.

She would have to be careful around this man. His allure and power weren’t only in his ability to command an army and wield a sword. If she didn’t guard her heart, she could get swept up in his act. And she had no desire to let that happen. Playing a part was fine so long as she didn’t lose herself in the process. She had to maintain some sense of control.

“A toast to the newly engaged couple,” someone called.

Everyone shouted in agreement.

Taking Reid’s hand, Dexter pulled her onto the dais. As they faced their guests, silence descended.