Chapter 251 Lessons, Then His Teasing
Elowen lowered her head and wrote fast, carefully listing every “don’t” in her notebook, one after another
Sylvia leaned in to peek. Elowen’s pages were covered in tight, neat notes, and Sylvia could not help admiring her for it. Then Sylvia glanced at her own empty hands, still unsure what she was supposed to do with them, and a wave of embarrassment hit her.
hed to notice Sylvia staring. She looked up and whispered, “You can copy mine later.
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soft colors. Two figures were closely entwined, their clothing partly posture and the expressions made the meaning unmistakable.
hed up her neck, and her ears burned.
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Chapter 251 Lessons. Then His Teasing
A lesson that had lasted nearly an hour was finally over. When Elowen closed the book, her palms were
damp.
She and Sylvia stood together, both red faced, and thanked Cecilia formally.
Elowen drew in a steadying breath and forced her voice to stay composed. “Thank you for today, Cecilia. Please rest. If you’re missing anything you need, tell Cora.”
Cecilia answered respectfully. “Of course. If you ever have questions later, you can ask me anytime.”
Elowen managed a tiny, almost inaudible, “Mm.”
By early evening, Cassian finally returned to the estate.
He looked like he had been out all day. Mud flecked the hem of his outer coat. Elowen stayed in the room and helped him change into a clean one.
They were close enough that she could catch a faint trace of cool air clinging to him.
Cassian lowered his gaze, watching Elowen as she focused on untying his belt. With clear amusement, he asked, “Cecilia came by today, Ella, how did it go? Did you learn anything?”
Elowen had spent the afternoon forcing herself back to normal. The second he asked, the images and Cecilia’s words slammed back into her head.
Her face flared red all at once, the color spreading down her neck.
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