"When we were children." She tore off a bit of bread and threw it at him. "As you know well."
"My lady should dance with her husband."
A lady should dance with her husband, huh
And there he stood, Harry the Heir himself; tall, handsome, scowling. "Lady Alayne. May I partner you in this dance?"
She considered for a moment. "No. I don't think so."
Lady Alayne, you should dance with Harry, he'll be your husband soon. Alayne? Ma'am??
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