After leaving the Duke's room,
Layla felt a bit flustered.
She had acted a bit bold just now
to tease Langdon.
'Had it worked?'She thought.
She dismissed the thought as quickly as it came.
"Meh. Probably not. He has Cynthia after all."
Layla mumbled to herself as she walked back to her room.
"He just needs me to write love letters.
Why would he ever look
my way?"