I've never thought I would get so many naughty confessions one after the other.
After being asked nicely, Alexander decides to tell me just everything.
Starting from how he manipulated me the first few days of marriage. He found the paper with my wicked plans on the table the morning after sleeping. He instructed Pericle to mention random names of girls that wanted to marry him, maybe to even set a trap so that one would appear at my tea party.
I already knew this much, but seeing my Duke admit it is such a scene. His shoulders are drooping, and he stares at his fingers like a kid that has been discovered stealing sweets.
«Random girls? Not Elisabeth Grahm?»
«No, I wasn't thinking about her. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have let Pericle handle things, really.»
«Mhm, what about your cousin Bertha?»
«I see... You still remember her name.»
«I have a good memory.»
«Slightly selective, though.»
