Heloise was sure parents fought over how to raise children all the time. It was just strange to hear it. Her mother was gone and what her father wanted for her, her father received. There was no one to argue with him, no one to protest. Thankfully he was an intelligent man, and while she thought he struggled with having a daughter from time to time, Heloise found him to be quite fair.
Her gaze shifted away from the door when Jarey turned his head to look at her, and she saw the spark of recognition that she had seen in Amadeo's eyes the first day they met and she introduced herself. Heloise smiled at his bow and shook her head. "Nor did I, but here we are," she said before laughing. She placed a hand over her mouth quickly to muffle the sound. "I think it's likely to happen often. There are far too many people in this castle not to overhear a conversation every now and then. Even a private one. Lord Bamford, is it?" She was ninety nine percent certain, but Heloise didn't want to make assumptions and call him by the wrong name.