“A smile suddenly softened her rigid stance. “I’ve put Christina’s satchel inside your carriage, Lyon. You’ve lasted a good hour longer than I imagined you would.” Aunt Harriett wrapped Christina in a suffocatingly affectionate hug, then released her. “Be gentle this night,” she instructed Lyon. “I shall.” It was Christina who gave the promise. Both Lyon and his aunt looked at her. “She means me, Christina,” Lyon said dryly. “You have only to remember that.”
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