My sisterâs voice was still heavy with exhaustion as she responded.
ââ¦Alright.â
The door opened.
The first thing I saw was his bootsâthose obnoxious, irritating bootsâfilling my entire field of vision.
Percival sneered.
âSo even the most beautiful woman in high society looks like a mess when sheâs sick. I suppose itâs impressive that you still manage to have some charm in this state.â
âSince you already knew that, did you bring anything for me?â
ââ¦What?â@@novelbin@@
âYou came to see the most beautiful lady in high society, yet you didnât even bring a gift? Iâve never allowed a man into my room without at least a bouquet.â
ââ¦â
Round one of this battle of insufferability went to my sister.
For a moment, Percival was speechless. Then, pretending he hadnât been provoked in the slightest, he let out a dry laugh.
âInteresting.â