"Of course. Benches in the gardens, just outside the mansion."
Not too far from where her image appeared to them in gold, and boldly played its scene of infatuation. For a panicked second Cullen wonders about the odds of it reemerging for her to see, and he swallows down a nervous breath. Aiding as best as he could with her arrival took his mind off of the memory, but now the reminder flushes back to his cheeks, and he turns his head, hoping that the warmth is not so plain to see.
He clears his throat.
"There, ah. There is a library inside, as well. Quite grand, if-- You would prefer distraction, or..." What else? "Each floor has several tea rooms set aside. Most are rarely used, they should provide some privacy for a time."
Or the illusion thereof, but he doesn't say. Nor does he yet mention their rooms, beckoning them to stay, ready to change at their wish and will, furthering the false sense of hospitality.
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Not too far from where her image appeared to them in gold, and boldly played its scene of infatuation. For a panicked second Cullen wonders about the odds of it reemerging for her to see, and he swallows down a nervous breath. Aiding as best as he could with her arrival took his mind off of the memory, but now the reminder flushes back to his cheeks, and he turns his head, hoping that the warmth is not so plain to see.
He clears his throat.
"There, ah. There is a library inside, as well. Quite grand, if-- You would prefer distraction, or..." What else? "Each floor has several tea rooms set aside. Most are rarely used, they should provide some privacy for a time."
Or the illusion thereof, but he doesn't say. Nor does he yet mention their rooms, beckoning them to stay, ready to change at their wish and will, furthering the false sense of hospitality.