*Frannie* Sitting on the blanket I have placed over the grass, I can hardly believe that Greywind had accepted my invitation and is lounging beside me, stretched out on his side. He has loosened the buttons on his beige jacket to reveal his pale yellow waistcoat. His green cravat goes so perfectly with his weathered complexion. Mr. Donner, the driver of Luc’s carriage, and the servant are keeping an eye on the boys as they run around the park, working off some excess energy. I know it’s difficult for them to be on such good behavior within the confines of the Exhibition. They are only newly off the street and accustomed to scampering about Blackrock city with no adult supervision, far too old for their years. “I must apologize again. I’m terribly sorry that Charley took your handkerchie