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“Ye’re right, Captain. I’m exhausted,” she said, her heart still racing from the excitement.
Just as the door was shutting behind them, Roger shouted. “Not that one, Thomas!”
Rose raised her brows in alarm. “Poor, Thomas,” she said, her heart going out to the hardworking boy.
“Thomas is very fortunate. He will become a great tailor under Roger’s tutelage. There are many young men in Cardiff who wish they were the one Roger had chosen to yell at.”
As they walked away, they could hear the wild din of activity coming from the tailor’s shop. “And remember, I’ve put in a special order. Normally, Roger isn’t such a tyrant.”
Rose shook her head slightly, feeling as if she were in a daze. “I still do not know how I am ever to wear seven tunics. Are we quite finished enhancing my wardrobe?”
Tristan laughed and took her arm, heading farther into town. “We have only just begun.”
