"Secretary, no. But I do know Lady Safrin quite well." That wasn't...strictly a lie, right? He did know her. They just didn't get on.
Beatrix was really quite beginning to get on his nerves. He could just reach out and grab her of course, drag her out; he was a strong man and she a young child, but Bastien could not imagine the way that story would sound when it was told later. "Safrin does not like this sort of dark, though. She likes where you can see stars, like outside."
He tried a new tactic. "Do you have a mother? She must be worried about you. I can take you back to her, if she lives in the town."
Beatrix was really quite beginning to get on his nerves. He could just reach out and grab her of course, drag her out; he was a strong man and she a young child, but Bastien could not imagine the way that story would sound when it was told later. "Safrin does not like this sort of dark, though. She likes where you can see stars, like outside."
He tried a new tactic. "Do you have a mother? She must be worried about you. I can take you back to her, if she lives in the town."
Bastien
With a flash of the ankle, snarl of the lip
I see you in the street and gasp
Cause only Anarchists are pretty
I see you in the street and gasp
Cause only Anarchists are pretty
