“Well, I suppose I prefer you than Mr. Howard.” “I heard that rumor about him and Peter—I must confess, quite a few of the noble ladies here in the castle are quite taken with the notion.” Fin resumed his work then, lacing two stitches before pausing to give Annika a rest. She was already sweating profusely. “The ladies?!” Fin paused his work to laugh. “I thought it was solely the maids. Gods, he is going to murder me.” “You started it?!” Annika laughed, then gasped in pain at having done so, which instantly ceased all of Fin’s humor for several long breaths. “Well, it was originally about me
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