"A circus? How plebeian," She scrunched up her nose. "If you're going to concoct a story then at least portray yourself a dashing hero," She smiled. "Or a rake."
"A challenge? You make it sound like I'm a prize to be won," she said with a chuckle. When Belvina glanced around, she saw that people were starting to get up and realised that time had flown rather quickly and it had to be late. "As fun as this has been, Mr. Dearborn, I'm afraid I must retire. I have a lot of research to do this evening, thrilling as it sounds."
"I'll see you in training tomorrow?" she asked, glancing up at him questioningly.