Faris turned on him. “Why choose to wear black today, of all days? I know why I’m in black. Why are you? Mourning?He looked startled. “One does not wear mourning for a servant.”You still don’t...

How dreadful…to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules.

Frederick left the young couple gazing into each other’s eyes. Revolting, the way otherwise sensible people could carry on, he decided. Something to do with being married, no doubt. Perhaps it damaged the brain.