Chapter 4: Roads and RubiesAlex did not appear during the course of the next three days. A letter did, though: delivered by courier, for Maggie and Lilac. Lady Claudine, Marquise of Ferlaine, wrote on rose-scented paper with golden ink, and misspelled words like daughters and affection.
Lilac, running a hand through her short blonde curls, dressed in wildly expensive salmon-colored satin that’d acquired dirt-scuffs at both knees, said, “Affection has two f’s.”
“The point,” Maggie’s tiny bluebell voice corrected sweetly, “is that she loves us both. Apparently. And she wants our happiness. Which ought to be spelled with two Ps. She says someone reminded her that she believes in Love and Romance—she’s capitalized both—and so she supports us fully, with open arms. Can you support someone wit
