If it were not for the fact that her feckless husband, self-indulgent brothers-in-law, and genuinely terrible sons were banned from entry Ambrosia probably would never have bothered with the Lady Morgana. It was a pleasant enough place, but she had learnt to distrust the other woman of society, being always party to the suspicion that her husband had fucked one of the ladies that was offering her tips of her floral arrangements.
She very much doubted he had fucked Seraphina Bythesea though. Beautiful she might be but she was dull as ditch-water and even Trystan was not that shallow, surely? (He was, there was no getting around it, but she still didn’t think he had bedded the younger woman.)
“Perfectly well,” she replied. “Fortunately the house is large enough that one can take shelter without having to spend too much time together.” She smiled tightly and put down the newspaper she had been perusing. “And yours, Mrs Bythesea?”
She very much doubted he had fucked Seraphina Bythesea though. Beautiful she might be but she was dull as ditch-water and even Trystan was not that shallow, surely? (He was, there was no getting around it, but she still didn’t think he had bedded the younger woman.)
“Perfectly well,” she replied. “Fortunately the house is large enough that one can take shelter without having to spend too much time together.” She smiled tightly and put down the newspaper she had been perusing. “And yours, Mrs Bythesea?”
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Ambrosia's got 99 problems but this hot af set from MJ ain't 1 of them