
Well this was unexpected. Having spent the majority of her life in the lap of luxury, Etienne knew damn well that men like Cutler Beckett did not sit among the commonality without intention. For a brief moment, she feared her ruse was at an end – before recalling her true position in France. Even if he had uncovered the truth of her gender, there was nothing he could do without risking that her family was aware of her position.
Satisfied she was in no danger, she saw no reason to reveal herself either way, and instead straightened and eyed the man squarely.Β βIs there something wrong, my lord?βΒ