2 June 1892 — Dempsey Estate, Ireland
Oz hadn't bothered to ask Sina if she wanted to take a week or more off of work to cruise the continent with him before he'd written Dash back that morning. He presumed to know her mind on this. In his estimation, leaving her hospital work behind and laying around eating exotic breakfasts and drinking by lunch would make her feel restless. He wasn't in the habit of asking for anything if he expected to take no for an answer.
He'd pulled out a sheet of parchment to write a second letter — this one to a woman — and hesitated. Before he filled her seat on the trip, perhaps he should at least mention it to her. The chances that he'd assumed incorrectly were slim in his estimation, but there was always a chance.
He waited until they'd found themselves in the same room for several minutes, then threw the comment out casually. "I'm going to the continent with Dash soon. You were invited."
Thomasina Dempsey Cassius Lestrange
He'd pulled out a sheet of parchment to write a second letter — this one to a woman — and hesitated. Before he filled her seat on the trip, perhaps he should at least mention it to her. The chances that he'd assumed incorrectly were slim in his estimation, but there was always a chance.
He waited until they'd found themselves in the same room for several minutes, then threw the comment out casually. "I'm going to the continent with Dash soon. You were invited."
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