Her children were - transparent, at best, when it came to interactions they particularly had an interest in. Whether it was because they were generally so horrible at lying or because Lowri as a dutiful and excellent perceptive mother could easily see through to their motivations, she left up to the Fates (though she quite fancied herself at least a better mother than quite a lot of her upper class counterparts, and would never be so crass as to suggest it amongst mixed company).

But today with Don Juan’s opening question, her curiosity was piqued. And with his second question, well her assumptions might as well have been confirmed. Darling DJ had never been able to hide his vanity much. With a telltale quirk of her lips that told her son he’d revealed his cards too soon, Lowri demurred: “Oh to which woman were you referring, darling? I met quite a few foreign women at that party, it was quite a delight! Did you know that Mrs. Haversham’s daughter just returned from Spain on an architecture study? Oh how I envy what she’s seen!”

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