Christabel tried to make her expression disapproving, but she wasn't sure it was successful, as he seemed to be enjoying his merry mood which she could hardly fault him for, especially off the back of a proper party with ones friends. Chris opened her mouth to respond to his question, but before she could he was already dismissing it and off on another tangent. Her brow furrowed and she gave a small slightly incredulous laugh - very much at him and his highjinks. It was a rare sort of man who decided to turn up to someone elses party - already pretty smashed.
Chris had her drink to her lips at his next blurted questions, and she gave a very undignified cough into the champagne, causing it to splash out of the glass, her eyes widening in unadulterated shock, and she scooted her legs back to avoid getting the worst of it on her dress. She held the glass, and it's drips away from the easily staining fabric of her red silk dress and allowing the drips to hit the floor. She looked at him a little incredulously - she had never had anyone outside of her immediate siblings ask her so personal a question, and never a gentleman of the ton.
Her mouth formed a shocked 'o'. 'I am six and twenty' she said, her tone, probably more a little defensive, and her rather angular features set in a slightly haughty expression to hide her shock and no small amount of outrage at having been asked. 'and what if I am unmarried?' she asked 'Perhaps no gentleman has been interesting enough to tempt me into the marriage state.' Her answer rather implied she had turned down offers, or had been overly picky. The fact that that wasn't the case - well he wasn't to know that. 'and what manner of gentleman asks a lady those sorts of things?' her mouth formed again into the slightly open mouth expression of shock.
Chris had her drink to her lips at his next blurted questions, and she gave a very undignified cough into the champagne, causing it to splash out of the glass, her eyes widening in unadulterated shock, and she scooted her legs back to avoid getting the worst of it on her dress. She held the glass, and it's drips away from the easily staining fabric of her red silk dress and allowing the drips to hit the floor. She looked at him a little incredulously - she had never had anyone outside of her immediate siblings ask her so personal a question, and never a gentleman of the ton.
Her mouth formed a shocked 'o'. 'I am six and twenty' she said, her tone, probably more a little defensive, and her rather angular features set in a slightly haughty expression to hide her shock and no small amount of outrage at having been asked. 'and what if I am unmarried?' she asked 'Perhaps no gentleman has been interesting enough to tempt me into the marriage state.' Her answer rather implied she had turned down offers, or had been overly picky. The fact that that wasn't the case - well he wasn't to know that. 'and what manner of gentleman asks a lady those sorts of things?' her mouth formed again into the slightly open mouth expression of shock.
I am my mother's savage daughter, The one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones
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I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory
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I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory