THE GENERAL'S BRIDE
personal reception, rigid military rules, and suffocating restrictions. What she had
the military, men who put duty above everything else, men who thoug
f that made this situ
lue dress she had been forced to wear for the engagement d
s. She hated that she looked good in it-hated that she was expected to be a
he door pulled her
ned and opened the door, and sure enough, Damian s
houlders, the rows of medals on his chest a testament to his service. His short, dark hair
, neither of
pt over her, assessing
. "Is that your vers
just extended hi
rm was solid beneath her fingers, rad
rself to stay calm. This was just an act. A performance. She had to play th
grand dining room filled with high-ranking military offic
turned to
he carried on the battlefield, nodding to those who greeted him. E
hem. Some approving
expression, gripping Dami
ter was already seated, his gaze flicking t
er father greeted. "G
ded. "Gene
most like a negotiation rather than a casual dinner co
ration. It was a bu
ather on his other side. Across from them sat a few foreign diplomats,
aned in with a polite smile. "So, Evelyn, how does it feel t
. "Oh, just as thrill
wed, but Damian shot
gnore
st be proud, General Callowa
twitched sligh
d. That was..
nd are you looking fo
te. "Marriage is a responsibi
ly choked o
ll, I suppose that's o
g her voice. "Wow. You sure know
nce at her. "Would
retend to be excited
the point i
se, he
illusions about this marriage. It wasn't real. But hearing Damian talk
a blur. More conversations. Mor
ver, Evelyn felt lik
she pulled her arm away from Damian's an
at her. "You ha
gh praise,"
, I know this is
"Oh, really
ning, whether you like it or not.
owed her ey
p this professional. In public, we act the part
what? You expect me to just exist
I expect you to be
laugh. "You really are all
t control. It's
his tone ma
se words-something deeper tha
refully. "What are
, he looked away,
s mask was back in place.
stomach
as l
neath the surface somethin
d in this marriage, she was damn