The sudden kiss to her palm, while not so unbelievable given his actions moments ago, was still unexpected. She could feel her chest tighten at the contact, and all the heat in her body flooded to her face. This whole conversation had left more questions than answers, especially in regards to his feelings towards her.
"I- I'm sure I can manage," she murmured in reassurance. "I've made my bed, so now I must lie in it. I must suffer the consequences of my..." Her what? Impropriety? Disobedience? The line between her mistakes and her father's crimes was not easily defined. He'd made many assumptions regarding her behavior—correct assumptions, yes, but they were assumptions nevertheless.
"I will survive at the very least," she finally managed with a pat to his knee.
"I- I'm sure I can manage," she murmured in reassurance. "I've made my bed, so now I must lie in it. I must suffer the consequences of my..." Her what? Impropriety? Disobedience? The line between her mistakes and her father's crimes was not easily defined. He'd made many assumptions regarding her behavior—correct assumptions, yes, but they were assumptions nevertheless.
"I will survive at the very least," she finally managed with a pat to his knee.
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