Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 30: what you’re looking at

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22 HER ROYAL LOVER. CHAPTER III. COUNT HEILIGENTHAL. Notwithstanding the presence of many beauties remaining hitherto undisputed, Madame de Mineleko was still the attraction which captivated all regards. The king had left her. Now, on the arm of the royal prince, she promenaded, fresh and graceful, creating everywhere upon her passage a flood of admiration. She advanced with head erect, a smile on her lips, really happy and proud of this triumph, always grateful to every pretty woman arrived to the apogee of her glory. She appeared to have com- pletely forgotten the anxiety that the words of Ivan Alexandrowitch had made her experience, when suddenly, despite the very complacent attention which she seemed to lend to the gallant and empty discourse that his royal highness delivered, a lively terror was depicted on her charming features; she tottered and was obliged, in order not to fall, to lean heavily upon the arm which she scarcely seemed to touch before. “Great God! princess, what is the matter?” cried the prince royal, whom the sudden alteration of Madame de Mineleko had not escaped. Still very pale, the ambassadress endeavored to smile: “Tt is nothing—absolutely nothing; I am subject to these giddy spells, and-——” “Then, princess, you should not gratify yourself by giving them,” responded, very gallantly, the prince, really fascinated by this pretty woman. “But, seriously, are you not ill?” comicbooks.co