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“Shhh… come with me”
The same old faces and their dull conversation were boring Lady Felicia almost to tears when she heard Sid whisper against her ear and discreetly take her by the elbow and lead her quietly out of the ballroom at Montague. He grabbed a tray which was laden with oysters, caviar, and a magnum of champagne and guided her down through the kitchens and out through the grounds in the dark. “Thank you for rescuing me once again Sid, but wherever are you taking me?” She asked as he led her through the old stables which hadn’t been used in years towards the grooms quarters. “You’ll see. Nobody will ever think to look for you out here” he assured her as he opened a door to one of the rooms. Inside it was lit by candles, and the single bed had comfortable looking blankets and pillows on, which Sid had obviously replaced. “I thought we could have our own mini party in here, just the two of us. I can’t promise the conversation will be as scintillating as back there though, but I’m sure our mouths will be busy enough.” Lady Felicia raised an eyebrow at the possible double entendres and smirked at him. “Mind out of the gutter m’lady” he teased, jiggling the tray of goodies slightly to indicate what he was referring to. “As for afters.. well that depends on how good these oysters are eh?” He winked at her, pulled her into his arms and kicked shut the door.