Also a first kiss.
It’s after dinner, which, I’ve learned is the best time to talk to Annalise. It’s about the only time she’s not trying to move.
We’re working on embroidery, which neither of us excel at, but it’s bonding.
“So, tomorrow is market day,” Lisette says and looks at me. I nodded. “I have to go to market, I mean, I don’t have to, but I usually do, it’s the sort of thing that,”
“That the orphan ward of a Count would do,” I said. She nodded. “I don’t have a problem with it.” She glanced at Tristan. “He won’t either, just go while he’s running.” She laughed.
“Is there anything you want?” She asked. I raised my eyebrows. “To eat in the next week or so.”
“Oh, um, I like rabbit?” I tried. She cocked her head. “It’s silly, but when we were little we were at Resistance camp a lot…
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