Chapter 24: Theodore, a rebel at heart
Tavern.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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"I shall pick your clothes for you from tomorrow" she announced abruptly as they resumed their walk making Theodore stop to look at her, not sure he caught on what she said
"What ?"
"May I pick your clothes for you everyday Lord Theodore" she muttered timidly
He frowned "Why are we switching to being formal?"
"Well I assumed you’d want to be addressed properly in public’s eye" she looked around to support her assumption.
"No, Gooseberry you’re my wife before a Lady to Critic Arley" he drew her closer, dipped his head and whispered "Also we’re not supposed to expose our Identity Lydia" he scolded and she held back a pout.
Their walk became further leisurely, she didn’t remember her hunger and he didn’t understand the rush, so they took their time. The silence was natural and comfortable but she was curious.
"Why are you dressed so..." she trailed off