“Oh, indeed?” Mattie asked, perking up at that. She tucked her sketchbook better under her arm as she sauntered over. “That’s an excellent idea. I hope you don’t mind if I come?” It might have the intonation of a question, but it wasn’t one – she had already set her mind on it. So Mattie had no intention of taking no for an answer, and the question of politeness did not even signify here so far from society. She merely imagined anyone would necessarily be honoured by her company, and the Glynn girls must be particularly starved of company in this little hamlet.
And the Smoke & Scale would definitely prove more diverting than anything at the Yarwoods. Particularly if any of the better looking dragonkeepers or farmboys wandered in.
And the Smoke & Scale would definitely prove more diverting than anything at the Yarwoods. Particularly if any of the better looking dragonkeepers or farmboys wandered in.
