She didn't notice the light in the room start to change. The golden morning light grew stronger and then began to fade into the soft glow of the afternoon sun. Servants came to the door, but she sent them away, irritated by the distractions.
"That's enough," Sean said.
She jumped and saw him standing behind her.
"How long have you been here?" she asked.
"Long enough," he said.
"Just let me finish this last design," she said, turning back to study the coat she was drawing.
"No," he said, his voice turning low and cold.
"What?" she asked.
"You can come back to it in the morning," he said.
"But—" she began.
"No," he said. "You've skipped breakfast and lunch. I'm not letting you skip dinner too."
Catherine ignored him and continued to shade the lapels on the coat she was drawing.
"I got these as a gift for you," he said. "But I can just as easily order the housekeepers to burn them."
