For a moment, Tatiana was taken aback to hear Valerian cut to the chase so plainly, but it was a welcome surprise. What was less welcome was that Charles Macmillan, in spite of what had passed between them on St. Valentine's day, had not uttered a word of intention towards Uncle Eustace.
More waiting.
Tatiana pursed her lips in displeasure, not bothering to hide her reaction from her cousin.
"He has," she answered slowly, carefully. At least, she thought he had. 'It is in the nature of such things'—meaning their present circumstances—'to change,' he had said. Tatiana Lestrange was not so stupid that she could not read subtext. "Though not in a way that could be deemed too forward."
Or forward at all. Practically backward, at this point. Damn.
More waiting.
Tatiana pursed her lips in displeasure, not bothering to hide her reaction from her cousin.
"He has," she answered slowly, carefully. At least, she thought he had. 'It is in the nature of such things'—meaning their present circumstances—'to change,' he had said. Tatiana Lestrange was not so stupid that she could not read subtext. "Though not in a way that could be deemed too forward."
Or forward at all. Practically backward, at this point. Damn.
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