Suzanne Enoch

Reg: Speaking of blunt, dinner is on my bill tonight, mes amis.Alex: What’s the occasion?Augustus: Lady Caroline’s agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero. Kit: I don’t know why you keep insisting she’s smitten with me. I’ve barely spoken five sentences to her.Augustus: It’s very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a mystery to be explored, solved, and resolved.

Reg: Speaking of blunt, dinner is on my bill tonight, mes amis.Alex: What’s the occasion?Augustus: Lady Caroline’s agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero. Kit: I don’t know why you keep insisting she’s smitten with me. I’ve barely spoken five sentences to her.Augustus: It’s very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a mystery to be explored, solved, and resolved.

– Suzanne Enoch –

Lady Rogue

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