"I'm glad you enjoy it," Lysander smiled sweetly at her, admiring her hair and imagining himself buried in it. Oh, she was trouble, this one was. "I hope you will visit it often. You are welcome here as often as you like," he extended the offer as the entered the house. Catching a maid bustling by, he called for some tea and little things to nibble on in the library. Ushering Amandine into the library, he showed her to a seat.
"Now, I know it's a sore subject, but why - if you are married and living with your husband - are you so lonely?"