She always liked being at Emrys’ manor. To think she might have set her sights higher in her youth, and married up. Would she have been so dissatisfied in a manor of this size, where even the curtains counted as luxurious? She might have made an excellent hostess.
Not to say she was dissatisfied with her lot now; nor her company, the lot of whom were lounging about as if any one of them could own the place. Having worked up quite the impossible appetite (for a day of doing absolutely nothing), Ester had hardly removed her hand from the platter of canapés, and had to lick her fingers before she contributed to the conversation. The artist’s eye might be the most valuable among them, but no matter. Genius he was, but he could not be an expert in everything.
“Oh, I don’t know, Christobal,” she demurred, with a catlike grin, “that shepherd is making me feel anything but asleep.”
Not to say she was dissatisfied with her lot now; nor her company, the lot of whom were lounging about as if any one of them could own the place. Having worked up quite the impossible appetite (for a day of doing absolutely nothing), Ester had hardly removed her hand from the platter of canapés, and had to lick her fingers before she contributed to the conversation. The artist’s eye might be the most valuable among them, but no matter. Genius he was, but he could not be an expert in everything.
“Oh, I don’t know, Christobal,” she demurred, with a catlike grin, “that shepherd is making me feel anything but asleep.”
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