asked smoothly. ‘Glass slipper going to get lost? Carriage about to turn into a pumpkin? There’s no wedding ring on your finger, so I take it that there’s no
azalenorhas quoted10 months ago
Whatever small shred of optimism he’d ever had, about having a wife who might be more than a woman with the right pedigree, programmed to fulfil the duties into which she had been born like his own mother, had disappeared.