*
"Someone looks like they had an eventful evening," Morgana chuckled as soon as I stepped into the house. I merely grimaced, eager to get up to the bathroom and wash the evening off me. I was exhausted, and all I really wanted was for the night to end.
"Did you have fun?" she asked. "I suppose you did, but I'm sure there are some juicy details which you're trying to hide."
"It was fine," I muttered. "Nothing spectacular."
"Just fine?" she said surprisingly. "Was he terribly dull? You'd think a man like that would at least have something interesting to say."
"Blake was fine," I said. "But I really need to lay down for a while. I'm exhausted."
She must have known what happened, or at least she guessed it. If my ruffled hair didn't give it away, then my rumpled dress and plump lips sh
