[She is already working on unlocking the door when he comes over. Trying one after the other while she lets him hide her from view before the heron returns with her napkins. Fortunately, no one else seems to be paying attention, as is the way with the rich—always more concerned about themselves than a woman trying to break into a room in one of the fanciest houses on all of Nogard.]
It was far too easy.
[She whispers back, a smile over her shoulder at him, and there's a satisfying click of the lock before she's pushing it open—]
Men are far too easy.
[—and shoving him inside, slamming the door shut behind them, bringing them into a large, dark room filled with books, the only light that of the moon shining through the tall arched windows on the other wall across from them.]
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It was far too easy.
[She whispers back, a smile over her shoulder at him, and there's a satisfying click of the lock before she's pushing it open—]
Men are far too easy.
[—and shoving him inside, slamming the door shut behind them, bringing them into a large, dark room filled with books, the only light that of the moon shining through the tall arched windows on the other wall across from them.]