"Only if it does not contend with your work," An easy out, should she feel uncomfortable. Truly, he was never one comfortable around others, especially if they only stayed to fulfill a social contract.
Smiling in return, the Lord recognized her station, yet still didn't feel like retracting his offer. Perhaps it came from the years he'd spent in a secluded home with only three other people that the social barriers were ones he'd had trouble respecting.
"Perhaps another time?"
+ hidden places. On dew drops that cascade upon the leaves, or between the bindings of a very old story." Pressing a palm against his jacket pocket— to the letter he'd found buried in his old home, he let out a wistful sigh, "or in the bonds of friendship."
Brown eyes dimmed for a moment, clouding for just a second before Dante dipped his head down to blink it all away. How foolish he was to think she'd forgotten him so completely. And now, to have heard of her life. "Ingrid your life is not over... " Perhaps their chance was +
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and the corset seemed tighter than usual. “ i had children, i finally understood what love means, and that's what sustains me, the only love i've ever known, the love i have for my children. i'm sorry you didn't have that chance.”
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+ gone, perhaps there was no life where they chased after children with brown eyes and blond hair but, "You still have time to find love in other ways."
Yes, he was sure that the love of a parent for their child was remarkable, but he also knew that, "Love can be found in +
"Cressida—!?" A harsh gasp.
"I am sorry, for whatever grave sin I have committed that you think I would be happy to have a bride under half my age." Not that it wasn't common when they were entering the marriage marts as youths but—, "I have nieces the same age as her—!"
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“ and what about cressida cowper?” the queen crossed her arms— there was jealousy in her words, and she hoped he wouldn't notice. “ she is young, she can give you heirs. ”
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Yes, exactly! The one thing a mama cannot stand *more than an un-wed child is one in heartbreak. She will be so focused on helping you heal your heart that foisting a pairing upon you will be far from her mind.
It is only temporary, but the time it affords you is well worth the+
+weight of a lie... Unfortunately it seems to stop working after some time.
Which—, is exactly why your mother's needles and thread have all gone missing over the course of the week. Apparently embroidering my dance coat will 'surely turn heads', despite my decided status as a+
He arches a brow, nearly comically high, in response before pointing at himself.
He could count two blondes he'd liked in his entire life, and neither of them were Lady Cowper.