“You’re very thoughtful, Emile. And articulate. Especially for a servant.” I ignored the dubious note in his voice. “Thank you. I do my utmost to be diverting.” “Mmm,” Bram returned, leaning back in his seat. He clearly saw right through me, that I wasn’t a servant any more than he was. But he was polite enough to move on and allow me my secrets. For now.

