Chapter 40
Taking respite from his audience, Arthur picked over the extravagant selection of refreshments and snacks; olives, candied fruits, cold meats and figs. Popping an olive in his mouth, he held out the bowl to Kyran as he approached, "They've brought these in from Spain."
"No, thank you."
"Please help yourself. That seems to be your thing these days."
"Walk with me to the library, please." Kyran tucked his hands behind his back.
"We have a library at home," Arthur posed. "Though you never visit."
Kyran straightened up and breathed deeply.
"Oh. You want to talk?" Arthur frowned, feigning confusion. "Is this to do with your guest? I wonder if the Rochesters realise they're hosting a scrappy pauperess who happens to have borrowed a dress."
"I wonder if they realise they're hos
