Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 19: what you’re looking at

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HER ROYAL LOVER. 11 ing you think thus of that refulgent Jerusalem, of that heaven where all is light! Such an effect the Princess Aline produced. Everywhere she passed, she left behind her a luminous train. Tall, fragile, she had features that Phidias had vainly attempted to embellish. Her eyes, of a deep azure, like the wild forget-me- nots, instead of shining on this day with the exuber- ance of their eighteen years, were veiled with a cloud of melancholy and of reverie, which showed that the soul was far from this fefe, in which the body alone took part. Her complexion, her hair, her expression, were so radiant that she would have lightened the darkness even. ~ That smile so sweet, which bloomed so brilliantly on this fresh young face; that regal inclination of the head, which seemed the innate appanage of an empress; these movements at the same time spright- ly and undulating, rendered her beautiful! beauti- ful! Thus at this moment, Ivan Alexandrowitch had only eyes for her, without preoccupying himself with the malicious tongues, which, wagging merrily, whispered in his train, even on this betrothal visit to the country of his fiancee, that there were two clouds in a royal palace certainly less prudish than this of Thessaly, charming little animals with rosy muzzles, who, with their pointed teeth, white as milk, encased in their red and humid gums, nibbled all that they could devour of the possessions of the grand duke. Aline of Thessaly observed complacently the movements of her father and Madame de Mineleko. Ivan Alexandrowitch, eager near his fiancee, did not lose her out of his sight; each of the regards of the young girl were followed by those of the grand GComicbooks (€ @)