Chapter 325 - Plays
Evelyne was waiting for them when Scarlett and Rosa returned to the carriage. The younger woman glanced at the books in Rosa’s hands, then looked to Scarlett.
“…You didn’t buy anything?” she asked.
“I did,” Scarlett replied, settling into her seat. With a casual thought, her fur cloak vanished, and she motioned at the [Pouch of Holding] she’d placed beside her.
Evelyne eyed the pouch, nodded to herself, then turned to Rosa. “What did you get?”
Rosa smiled and set three books on the seat next to her. “Oh, nothing too thrilling. A bit of Reflections on Mortal Souls here, a dash of Forbidden Tales of Lady Idris and Her Unlaced Secrets there. You know, the usual.”
Evelyne blinked, her cheeks colouring.
“That was not its title,” Scarlett said, watching the street outside.
“Oh? So you do remember the real one? That’s a tad suspicious, isn’t it?” Rosa teased.
Scarlett turned to give the bard a single, unamused look before returning her gaze to the passing scenery.
It wasn’t her fault she had a good memory, but she knew that defending herself against Rosa’s remarks was a losing battle.
“That’s, um…” Evelyne hesitated, her voice lowering. “It’s not actually that improper, is it?” She leaned towards Rosa, as if worried someone might overhear. Who, exactly, Scarlett couldn’t guess. Maybe the coachman?
Rosa shrugged. “Who knows? I haven’t actually checked yet. Mostly bought it to scandalise Lady Composure over here.”