The Mazarin Stone: A Pretty Little Thing
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Title: The Mazarin Stone: A Pretty Little Thing
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Not just the wax bust, apparently.
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“By your leave, madame…” The count stuttered. He stared at the dame, her parasol forgotten.
Sylvius knew women. Before him was strength and courage, a defiance in grey eyes that outshone her homely face. Such women, young middling or old, were tigers in the boudoir.
“Might I see you later?” he said silkenly.
Startlement. Panic. Then a smile. “Why, yes.”
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Not just the wax bust, apparently.
***
“By your leave, madame…” The count stuttered. He stared at the dame, her parasol forgotten.
Sylvius knew women. Before him was strength and courage, a defiance in grey eyes that outshone her homely face. Such women, young middling or old, were tigers in the boudoir.
“Might I see you later?” he said silkenly.
Startlement. Panic. Then a smile. “Why, yes.”