Torie pursed her lips at his comment, mostly to hide the smile. "If you get tired of my questions, I shan't hold it against you." She echoed, giving him a more pointed look. There was a strange little thrill at planning out this little line of rebellion Torie hadn't expected. It was alluring and interesting. It had been a while since she had found something worthwhile of her time. Maybe this was the little kick she needed to get back into the swing of things more fully.

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Red again! June 1894

If they weren't in a crowd, August might have laughed. Instead, he huffed out an amused breath. "Then I believe we have a deal, Miss Victoire," he said, forcing his tone to be mild despite his entertainment.

  

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