"No, you wouldn't - I'd make wretched company the next day." Lucius kissed her forehead, pleased with himself for eliciting a smile. "And out here there's precious little to escape to - you'd be stuck, I'm afraid. We absolutely must bring it along." He hadn't intended to spend the weekend assuring her that they could be content here, but that seemed to be what was called for. He certainly didn't mind. It could be a proper vacation, for a day. "For the meantime, we're stuck with the furniture we have - but I'm partial to the lounge on the terrace, and I do think we ought to start scrutinizing the wine cellar. If anything's gone off, now is the time to know." He tried to urge her back towards the house.
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