'I never thought you would be one to underestimate me' she hummed, but clearly annoyed, and not really about being underestimated. 'I will have the Princling well in hand, and they are not as smart as they think they are,' she said her voice flat and perhaps all the more dangerous for it, 'We ferreted out their crimes. She[/i] she said intonating the awful woman her father had loved. 'Isn't as smart as she rather thinks she is.'

In the face of the rather subtle rejection, and rather smarting at the prospect of losing her confidant to marriage, she gathered herself and stood. 'I'll make arrangements to stay a few nights per week' she said, her tone flatly, 'And you may make your own arrangements.' she met his eye cooly, her mask back in place.

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MJ did things