Date: 2015-04-18 10:23 pm (UTC)
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There would have been no sense in lingering in either the room or its doorway to watch if he has followed her suggestion or remained semi prone on the bed. She was far too busy for it, in any case, and returned to the brief preparations required to have bread, cheese and a cup of unfrozen water for them both. If she made more of a fuss over what was a simple meal, the fact of her wanting her hands busy while she waited oe when the Musketeer would emerge was surely it's foundation.

A single name in a world anchored in the formality of titles and formality might have had her raising a brow if she had not chalked it up to being to do with Musketeers and more trouble than it was worth to question. Where she did not disagree with his conclusion, she looked at him with his wet hair and sighed, gesturing to the table and it's chair. "Sit," she told him, her voice a soft sternness that belied the truth they both would be well aware of. At that moment it did not matter that she had no right to order around a Musketeer, his station far above hers even had she not been a woman speaking to a man who was not her relative. She collected the bread she had sliced along with cheese and set it down in front of one of the chairs. "Eat. You look like you could use a good meal."
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