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[heloise]

[ From where she stands, Lucrezia can't see if he sits facing the sunflowers or otherwise, but she knows that tuft of blonde well enough to spot it in any field of green. And this is no common field to them, though she means to keep the reason in some sealed box neither of them can bring up.

This is only a social call, all pleasantries and nothing heavy.

She quickens her steps but princesses don't run and she intends to bend no flower stalks in her rush. ]

Just when I thought to look for a frog with a tiny golden crown.