“No one,” Trystan said swiftly, in order to reassure her that there were no other (female) illegitimate children lurking around for her to loathe. But he couldn’t admit that he forgot about Hortense sometimes in comparison, could he? Ambrosia wouldn’t take that well. “Liliana and Adrienne are the only others, and –” he shrugged in surrender to say, they’ve both already been lost to marriage. So. No other daughters.
