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[dukes_daughter]

Ganymede's hair is getting long again. It reaches nearly to her shoulders now, and curls in to frame her face, emphasizing the softness of her jaw, the roundness of her cheeks. As Ganymede, it is always a bit of a mess, curls and cowlicks everywhere. Rosalind has brushed it out now, though, smooth and soft, like it was when she was was a princess,

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[youngandhealthy]

And one does. "Good sir, thou'lt shame me with thy fairness, one day."

[dukes_daughter]

She nods, frowning. "Thinkest thou 'twould help?"

[youngandhealthy]

"It may, were there such a person to love. But he goes out but little, now."

[dukes_daughter]

"We shall have such a picnic that none could refuse," she says, offering a smile. "It shall his spirits restore."

[youngandhealthy]

She smiles a bit. "Aye, and the spring will help too, I do hope."

[dukes_daughter]

"I am sure it shall."

[youngandhealthy]

She smiles still. "Tis the best time, when things begin to grow."

[dukes_daughter]

"Ay," she agrees, smiling as well. "And all is fair."

[youngandhealthy]

"Like thy fine self." She positively grins.

[dukes_daughter]

"Flatter not, good friend," she says, laughing.

[youngandhealthy]

"Nay! I've no need." She gets up to play with Ganymede's hair a little.

[dukes_daughter]

"Think you I must need cut it?" she asks hesitantly, after Molly has fussed with it for a moment or two.

[youngandhealthy]

"Wouldst thou like it shorter?"

[dukes_daughter]

"Find you not it too maidenly?"

[youngandhealthy]

"Does make thy features fairer so. Will bring teasing, perchance. But tis as thou likest it, most especially here in this place. Do what pleases thee."

[dukes_daughter]

"Thou speakest as Curio did," she says with a little smile.