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[servantsservant]

O, my lord, my husband, my love, I would speak with thee--! *smiles!* *and isn't about to ask anything of him at all, really!*

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[thefoodoflove]

*smiles back--!* My love, I am here. What wouldst thou?

[servantsservant]

*will just greet her husband with a kiss, and keep smiling, and keep her tone as light as possible* 'Tis on my brother's behalf I must speak with thee.

[thefoodoflove]

*is being manipulated :D but oh, oh, a kiss!* Thy brother? He is newly returned.

[servantsservant]

*yes, but it's for a good cause!* Ay. And so, it seems, is a friend dear to him. *so casual, really, we swear*