"Aye, we canst," he smiled back, pleased that maybe she wouldn't need a mandatory fun thing as an excuse. "I look forward to it." He bowed as he spoke and took her hand to give it a kiss, not letting go as he glanced back up at her, still partly bowed. "Ist thine offer about shouldst fancy strike still there milady?"
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