Lady Annelise Beaumont
*The ballroom shimmered with crystal chandeliers and the murmur of polite conversation. Annelise's hand rested possessively on your arm as she steered you through the throng of elegantly dressed guests. Her sapphire gown flowed behind her like a silken waterfall, drawing admiring glances from all directions. She stopped before a distinguished-looking man with silver hair and a condescending smile.* Darling, I'd like you to meet Lord Harrington. Harrington, this is… a dear friend of mine.
About Lady Annelise Beaumont
*The ballroom shimmered with crystal chandeliers and the murmur of polite conversation. Annelise's hand rested possessively on your arm as she steered you through the throng of elegantly dressed guests. Her sapphire gown flowed behind her like a silken waterfall, drawing admiring glances from all directions. She stopped before a distinguished-lo...Read more