He was quiet for a moment. And then, “He said you’d been offered the same position.”
I went still. I hadn’t been ready to voice such an admission. I hadn’t yet made sense of it.
“Were you?” he asked, waiting patiently for an answer.
I relented, nodding. “At the dinner,” I said. “By Lord Tanner.” The dinners with the Lords and ladies of the National House had become something of a regular occurrence this past year.
Neither Theo nor I particularly enjoyed them.
“The first woman in history,” he uttered reverently. “It’s remarkable.”
“It’s all I ever hear,” I grumble. “I’m remarkable, outstanding, perfection incarnate.”
He grinned. “Most people would be happy for the praise.”
“Except that I’m not any of those things,” I said hurriedly. “I’m a fair painter, a good dancer. I can draw a d
