Lily tearfully nodded as her hands flew to cover her mouth, stifling a joyful sob. Ashley wasn’t doing much better. Her mind was running a mile per minute but dear Merlin, her mother was beautiful. Ashley had always known that but this time was different. She could understand why her father fell hard right from the first day and floundered for the rest. Any man who had eyes and good taste, even pure-blood purists, would be affected by Lily’s ethereal beauty.