Damien’s POV
Seeing Claire here, now, after she eluded us for so long made my blood boil. Where had she been all this time? How had she managed to evade the guard? And what on earth was she actually doing here now of all places. I was certain that Amelia had not provided her with an invitation. I had checked many times to make sure that her name was not among the requested guests.
She seemed civil enough at the moment, dressed for such an occasion. She even had a servant pushing her chair through the grass.
Leaving Amelia to handle the guests and the party, I stepped directly into Claire’s path. The servant stopped, and Claire looked up at me, her expression unimpressed.
“It’s rude to keep a lady from a party like this,” Claire said.
“I’m surprised to see you,” I replied. “You’ve had
