He rises as well, but turns in the other direction, towards the stable doors. There's guilt twisting a knot into the pit of his stomach, because he's gone and kissed a woman he doesn't love, a woman who loves him, and doesn't that mean he's just the worst kind of person ever? Because maybe, for a second there, she thought that it meant something it didn't.
"If you will excuse me, Countess." He offers her a bow, eyes quiet, face unreadable. "I should return to my quarters. There is much to be done today."
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Date: 2007-08-25 08:08 pm (UTC)"If you will excuse me, Countess." He offers her a bow, eyes quiet, face unreadable. "I should return to my quarters. There is much to be done today."