Keeping brief on account time to turn in, has dust settled, milady? Explanations?
Don't much go for romance. (Complications and fudging so's to bamboozle.) Yeow.
Nonetheless, there comes a reason... she deserves good enough? Not pity but OK.
Agreement when in the way; yet the stress can flummox - one forgets the words.
So, nothing to say but to do. Ha; do me favor, please. Warm up some mugs for us.
I wouldn't be caught dead drinking anything infused. (What? Tincture of Ceylon?)
Oh, it's all changed, Sri Sundari. I'll bring a pot and some Darjeeling. You'll see.
We'll generate some overt wazzup. Nothing like little court intrigue towards bliss.
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