Chapter 27

As the white Phantom excused her, the White Phantom directed Izora down the marble steps, and the city skyline sparkled like a jeweled crown. Above them, the moon cut glittering pathways across the reflecting pool's water. Lanterns dotting the path danced across Izora's light-pink gown in golden glory.Though tonight it felt like armour, it was the kind of clothes that should have felt like a warm hug.

They strolled up to the large wrought-iron gates of the Savoy Estate, where a collection of elegant black cars already waited. Men in tuxedos shined cigars under the elaborate arches, clutched crystal flutes, and polished guns. Women in emerald and ruby robes passed, laughing floating on the mild breeze. Kaiser moved forward, a living silhouette of quiet authority in midnight-blue velvet, and the guests went silent. Even the chandeliers seemed to darken in respect when he reached a white-gloved hand to Izora.

Izora dropped her hand into his. His cool, comforting fingertips She raise