“Your Grace? Do you require something?” Yes. You. “No,” he said. “Please. Go on.” There was a pause, and he could see she wanted to argue. He raised a brow in invitation. Let her argue. If that was what he could have of her, so be it. Her lips pressed together in annoyance, and he wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to kiss her always, honestly, but particularly when she was annoyed. She began anew. “The duke enjoys game, lamb, and duck.” He did laugh at that. What a ridiculous play in which they all performed. Sera’s annoyance became anger, and she turned on him again. He took it back. He
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