[And her cousin, and others, but her personal business is not his to ponder over. And it would be in poor taste, doubtlessly, to flaunt her connections to a man who has come with only one guest of his own.
She doesn't bother to explain her circumstances any further to him, why her spouse is not accompanying her this late into the night, but the slight cynical twist to her lips is enough to reveal she has less than kind thoughts. The ruination of her hollow marriage, and the fact that her husband has sneaked away somewhere with a girl younger than she, those are all the sort of bitter topics she wishes to avoid.
There's a ring on his finger, the dull gold of which she can see in the moonlight. But just as he graciously allows the change of topic, it isn't her place to ask of his private life, either, and so the quiet between them stretches on for just a few moments longer. In a party as large as this, there is a sense of anonymity to this clandestine meeting—when she entered the garden, no one had seen her, and when he leaves, he will slip in amongst the guests, and his presence here will be just as easily forgotten.]
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[And her cousin, and others, but her personal business is not his to ponder over. And it would be in poor taste, doubtlessly, to flaunt her connections to a man who has come with only one guest of his own.
She doesn't bother to explain her circumstances any further to him, why her spouse is not accompanying her this late into the night, but the slight cynical twist to her lips is enough to reveal she has less than kind thoughts. The ruination of her hollow marriage, and the fact that her husband has sneaked away somewhere with a girl younger than she, those are all the sort of bitter topics she wishes to avoid.
There's a ring on his finger, the dull gold of which she can see in the moonlight. But just as he graciously allows the change of topic, it isn't her place to ask of his private life, either, and so the quiet between them stretches on for just a few moments longer. In a party as large as this, there is a sense of anonymity to this clandestine meeting—when she entered the garden, no one had seen her, and when he leaves, he will slip in amongst the guests, and his presence here will be just as easily forgotten.]
Would you like to sit down?