"Majestic mud," Heloise repeated with a soft laugh. "I would love to know where it comes from." Her brows raised slightly as Locan explained what his admirers' motives were, and her cheeks warmed, despite how amused she felt. She parted her lips to reply when Locan was suddenly hiding behind her and Heloise blinked in surprise and confusion until she realized that he must have thought the servants were his admirers searching for him.
Heloise couldn't help herself. She laughed and turned to look at him. "You might be the only Lord at court right now who is running from affection willingly given." Heloise reached for his arm and squeezed gently. "Will you walk me back to my quarters? I promise I will do my best to protect you from... unwanted endowments."