She gave his arm a squeeze, tucking her parasol under her other arm as they strolled. Diana felt a bit guilty. She should have been far more excited by the fair itself, especially since she only had a night to enjoy it before she had to move on. It was such a brilliant testimony to mankind and all its wonders.

But, she supposed, there would be other wonders to come. Stefan was far more of a rarity.

"Where to begin?" she said, beaming up at him. "I suppose I should start with a question. Have you heard that new song? It's all the rage on the east coast. A Bird in a Gilded Cage?"