"I did not expect you to do that…"
Rosalind heard the Duke's voice before she could see him. Was he here to scold her for what she did? Was it because she scared Fraunces too much?
If the man really cared for Fraunces then why not just marry her?
The sudden influx of thoughts surprised Rosalind. She could feel her face turn hot from her embarrassing thoughts. What was happening to her?
"Are you here to tell me not to do that again?" she asked.
"The opposite."
"Pardon?"
"I expected you to do worse."
"Did you want me to kill one of your people for simply taunting me?" she asked. Did he think she was that petty?
"No, but I expected you to be colder."
"Colder…" she snorted. She sat down opposite him. The carriage's warmth immediately made her comfortable. She glanced at the tea in the Duke's hands. It looked hot, but when did he brew it?
She only left the carriage for a couple of minutes to confront Fraunces.
