He dropped his voice to a furious whisper. Leaning close to her so they could not be overheard he said, “What in the god’s names were you thinking, coming here dressed like that? I brought you here to show you off and you look like a... ragamuffin!”
If the floor had opened and swallowed Katkin up, she would have been only too pleased. Flushing scarlet with dismay and humiliation, she hissed back, “This is the only dress I have, Captain!”
Ignoring her explanation, Tomas impatiently snapped his fingers, recalling the servant carrying their coats. “The young lady and I would prefer a private dining room. Please ready one, immediately.”
“Of course, Captain. If you and the lady...” he paused here fractionally “...would care to accompany me, I will be more than happy to seat you in a more sec
