Ah, there it was. Valerian found it difficult to subdue a smile, but he did so, if only out of fear that he might be hit if he did. Valerian liked to talk, but physical confrontation was less his forte. (There was a reason apart from a desire for his mother's approval that he went into healing instead of - well, anything else.)
"I take it she told you?" he asked, a touch of curiosity in his tone. He was more curious about how the conversation went. Had he proposed and she told him she'd already received another and would have to consider? Had she turned him down? He supposed not—if she had any intention of accepting his proposal, she would have found him before Charles Macmillan could.
"I take it she told you?" he asked, a touch of curiosity in his tone. He was more curious about how the conversation went. Had he proposed and she told him she'd already received another and would have to consider? Had she turned him down? He supposed not—if she had any intention of accepting his proposal, she would have found him before Charles Macmillan could.