And then he saw her. Out of the corner of his eye shone dark gold hair. This kind of shade only one person could belong. Octavia. Now the North was not surprised that the whole evening just thinking about it. He must have instinctively felt her presence. Heart pounding. He grew bolder and carefully looked at her, hoping and fearing to make sure that he was right. Yes, it is. Among the guests saw the North, which was once thought to be his best friend, only friend. How much they heaped plans! How many adventures experienced together!