The halls of the Twins were dull as ever, filled with old men arguing over matters Ami had no interest in. She much preferred the company of laughter, the thrill of drinking, the heat of skin against skin.

She slipped away from the main gathering, her skirts lifted just enough to keep from tripping as she ducked into a quieter corridor. A stableboy lingered by the door, eyes widening when he saw her. He wasnt a fool, he knew who she was based on her rumours. She smiled, tilting her head, stepping close enough that he could catch the faint scent of summerwine on her breath. "Hey."