"How do you know that?" Fraunces asked, confusion apparent on her face.
"I listened."
"You just— you were eavesdropping?"
Rosalind cleared her throat. "I was looking for something and I accidentally overheard their conversation."
"So, what are we going to do? They are looking for the Count to kill him. The Countess is working with them and… we are stuck here without a way to leave. Are we supposed to wait for the Duke to come to save us?" Fraunces demanded.
"Are you doubting him?"
"Of course not! I know him, he is a hero! However, I am not a woman that needs to be saved."
"Right," Rosalind nodded. "Of course, you don't."
"For someone who has been through thick and thin together, you are abnormally cold. Why are you so upset?" Fraunces asked.
"We have never been through any of that."
"We have saved each other's lives, it is safe to say we have been through a lot."
Again, Rosalind nodded. She had no energy or emotion left to spare.
