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... tly onto the carpet. Elisha immediately took off, skittering across the room in a tangle of paws and tail, attacking the corner of a rug as if it had personally offended her.
Beatrice hid a small smile behind her hand and gestured for Francois to sit by the hearth.
"Tea?" she offered, almost shyly.
"I won’t stay long," he said, but he sat anyway, stretching his legs out toward the fire. His tunic was rumpled, his hair slightly tousled, and for once he didn’t look like a p ...
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