Music Recommendation: Can't Be Broken by Lil Wayne.
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THE GOVERNESS NEARED THE ARCHWAYS of High Hall to the sounds of ringing laughter. She recognized the electric pitch of it as belonging to females. Given the slight jerk of her ears, she was sure she could even make out the Princess's melody.
Having trained the royal family Hieress right from her weaning, Sirathe was now pretty astute to all the sounds she made. At her admission, both that of joy, fondness and agony. She also made out other sounds from the ruckus.
Other women's voices. Then a man's bawdy tune. From the grates of it, a lad in his adolescent years. However, in all the chuckles, chortles, and giggling about, not once did Sirathe hear the Prince's voice. It was of no consequence to her, for everyone who was anyone in Calipsos knew the Lord Marsil never spoke. Much less smile to anyone.
