Is there anything else I can do to see to your comfort, Miss Trent?" Perriwick inquired.
"She's fine," Blake growled.
"Clearly, she--"
"Perriwick, isn't the west wing on fire?"
Perriwick blinked, sniffed the air, and stared at his employer in dismay. "I do not understand sir.

Autor: Julia Quinn

Is there anything else I can do to see to your comfort, Miss Trent?" Perriwick inquired.<br />"She's fine," Blake growled.<br />"Clearly, she--"<br />"Perriwick, isn't the west wing on fire?"<br />Perriwick blinked, sniffed the air, and stared at his employer in dismay. "I do not understand sir. - Julia Quinn




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