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the mirror to the man.
    “Excuse me, miss, but Prince Philip requests that I bring you to him.”
    Snow glanced at Dim, who grinned and clapped as if it were quite the honor. She shrugged, telling him she’d see him later as she followed the formal man across the dance floor where a few couple waltzed, or what she guessed was the waltz. She’d never danced it and couldn’t honestly say she recognized it. It could have been any thing, she supposed.
    On the opposite side of the large, glittering room they came to a set of tall doors. A couple more formal men stood there and opened the doors at t heir approach. Philip wasn’t out with the crowd. He should have been. After all, he was the host of this shindig. The man with her indicat ed she should enter. She did so. T he doors closed behind her, the man remain ing on the opposite side of the doors.
    Snow glanced around, at first thinking she was alone. Then she saw him. He stood in shadow near the window, only the ambient light from outside outlining him. He looked nervous.
    “ Philip ?” Snow crossed the room toward him, wishing the floor weren’t so deeply carpeted to muffle her steps. As she stopped in front of him, he took her hand, not fumbling at all as she would have expected from someone who had no sight, and brought it to his mouth. From anyone else it might have been a cheesy gesture. From Philip it seemed just right.
    “I’m glad you came,” he said.
    Snow laughed. “Is there anyone who didn’t? Besides, I happened to have a free spot in my schedule tonight.”
    Philip grinned. “I wish I could tell you that you look lovely, but . . .”
    Snow laughed again. “Well, I can tell you that you look lovely,” she said. And he did. He was resplendent in black, his pants tucked into knee high boots. His jacket looked like what she imagined a prince should wear, with ribbons and shoulder cords, sapphire piping and silver buttons. Philip was already gorgeous, add the uniform into the mix and he was dazzling.
    He lifted a brow at her compliment. “I’m not sure whether I like being called lovely,” he said.
    “Trust me, it’s a good thing. There won’t be a woman out there who will be able to keep her eyes off you.”
    He was silent for a long moment, then said, “What about in here?”
    Snow blushed, but answered honestly. “Well, I’m still looking.”
    Philip burst out laughing. “Good,” he said. “Now, I need to ask a favor.”
    “Okay,” she said, wondering what he could need from her.
    “I don’t know whether you’ve heard that I’ve never done this before, at least not here.”
    “I heard something like that.”
    He shrugged. “It’s a little . . . nerve wracking to think of standing in front of all those people, unable to see, possibly stumbling . . .”
    Snow was surprised. He always seemed so confident. She hadn’t seen him stumble yet.
    “I was hoping to have a beautiful young lady on my arm, to guide me and make sure I don’t.”
    “Oh,” Snow said, disappointed. “Did you need me to go find someone for you?”
    Philip scrunched his brows in confusion and tilted his head. “I would think you were kidding if I didn’t already know how low your self-esteem is, Snow. Katarina certainly worked her evil persuasion on you .” He shook his head. “I was talking about you. I want you to be my escort.”
    “Me? Well, okay, but trust me there are a lot prettier people here than me.”
    Philip smiled. “I’ve seen you, remember? Well, sort of anyway. Besides, I’ve heard the talk about you.”
    “People are tal king about me?” Snow asked, immediately wishing she could retract the question. She definitely didn’t want to hear what people were saying when she felt so good about herself in this gorgeous dress.
    “They’re saying that the only thing more beautiful than your appearance is the goodness of your heart,” he said. “But I already knew that from our time together. There isn’t anything cruel in you, even toward