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“You must be Mr. Wilson of Wilson Airships,” said a distinctly American voice. “Beautiful craft you have here. The only one I’ve seen to rival the Lasher ships.”
Charlie and Effie turned to see a man in a crisp, black suit standing side-by-side with a woman in a dashing, knee-length purple dress.
“Evan Tagget,” the man introduced himself, extending his hand.
Charlie’s jaw dropped, but Effie didn’t appear to care in the slightest that one of the wealthiest men in the world had just introduced himself.
“My dress!” she exclaimed. “You’re wearing my dress!”
“Which means you are Euphemia Werrington Wilson of Werrington Designs,” the woman replied, spinning to show off her ensemble. “I love it. And Evan paid a fortune for it.” She gave Effie a conspiratorial wink. “But if you really want to see something, come with me. The new Queen of Norway is wearing another creation of yours.”
Effie teetered as if she were about to swoon. “Is she really?”
“She looks like a cloud, dotted with tiny embroidered airships.”
“I can’t believe it. I know I was told she would wear it, but I can’t believe…” Effie clutched Charlie’s hand and bounced. “Can you believe it?”
He gave her a squeeze. “Yes, love. I absolutely can.”
Five minutes later, Effie stood before the fashionable and sporty Queen Maud, pink-cheeked from the praise of her dress design. Charlie missed most of the conversation, too wrapped up in his own discussion with Mr. Tagget about the potential of internal combustion engines. Hardly off the ship and already this day was a smashing success.
By the end of the gala, Charlie and Effie were clinging to one another, exhausted from hours of meeting and mingling with the world’s elite. They scampered up to their ship and pushed the stairs away, ready for a moment alone.
“If Halston could see you now,” Charlie laughed. “He’d be sorry he ever said a word against either of us.”
“He’d never be invited. Not with Drusilla flaunting all her scandalous affairs. Which she might be doing just to spite him.”
Charlie nodded. Effie’s stepsister had married Lord Daycroft, Effie’s ex-fiancé, and by all accounts the couple despised one another.
Charlie put an arm around his darling wife, grateful as always for the blessing of a true, loving partner and companion. “As incredible as today’s adventure was, I don’t need parties full of royalty to consider my life a full and happy one.” He bent and pressed a kiss to the place above her heart where she’d tattooed their entwined initials between a pair of wings. “All I need is you.”
Effie’s fingers unfastened his shirt buttons, exposing the ink that matched her own.
“Us,” she corrected.
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