Chapter 128

• HE COULD not look her in the eye in the morning.
• His slight headache would be relieved by coffee, but he felt embarrassed, ashamed, and he did not like those feelings.
• As the maids came in and prepared the room for breakfast, he glanced over and watched a blush spread over her cheeks as the lamps were lit and she sat up and they fixed her pillows. The blush did not go as they placed a breakfast table over their laps spread with delicacies—fruits, yoghurts, delicate pastries, honeyed milk, coffee and jugs of fragrant tea. He was sure she was embarrassed that he had shouted out, but he blinked in surprise when, after the maids left, she clapped her hand over her mouth and let out a giggle. Her eyes widened in surprise as she admitted she was embarrassed—only it had nothing to do with his dream.