[ Having not received outside aid in chiding herself for being overbearing— not that Bastien would have shown it, even if he had thought her so— Alexandrie slicks her ruffled feathers back into place and nods. ]
A rare gift indeed.
[ For anyone, really. She reacquires the strawberry she'd been fussing with and eats it, thinking again. ]
Does Lady Rutyer play an instrument? She is well-born, she must, no?
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A rare gift indeed.
[ For anyone, really. She reacquires the strawberry she'd been fussing with and eats it, thinking again. ]
Does Lady Rutyer play an instrument? She is well-born, she must, no?