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“So tell me,” Simon drawled, “how, exactly, am I meant to make your existence that much more peaceful?” “I assume you plan to take your place in society?” “You assume incorrectly.”
Simon choked on air. “But if you don’t,” Hyacinth continued, smiling shyly, “then I’d be much obliged if you’d wait for me.”
what a little cutie
He coughed, then said, “I thought you might like something of your own. All of the Hastings jewelry was chosen for someone else. This I chose for you.”
Her eyes met his with such a level, knowing gaze that he was nearly undone. “You are not your own man,” she said simply. “Your father is still ruling you from the grave.”
