[that zephirin does not refuse stephanivien's clothing outright bodes well, in francel's opinion. the young lord allows himself another innocuous fantasy — zephirin, clad in stephanivien's finest, in the fine velvets and silks of a firstborn son, with a ribbon tied around the neck of his shirt, perhaps...
at length he regathers himself, and smiles, brightly.]
How have the last few days found you, Zephirin? Well, I hope?
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at length he regathers himself, and smiles, brightly.]
How have the last few days found you, Zephirin? Well, I hope?