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chained to my bed above with my clothes and jewels to guard since I did not want him cavorting about on the dance floor.
"I see you have taken all care that is needful."
Geoffrey's voice was surprisingly so discontented that Joanna glanced at him again. She had mostly been watching the room while she spoke, not wishing to make such a confession if anyone could overhear. His eyes were downcast this time, and his face told her nothing.
"I hope so," she answered. "Is there something in this that displeases you?"
"Yes! No, I mean, no, your care is well thought of and reasonable. It displeases me that you are here altogether. No, I do not mean that either, Joanna. I meanJoanna, in heaven's name"
She had covered her face, and her shoulders were heaving, but, before Geoffrey could offer comfort, her fingers parted enough so that he could see she was laughing. "Do you know what you mean?" she whispered.
"Yes, and so do you, you devil," Geoffrey growled. He bent his head closer. "You may laugh all you like, but it is true I am not glad to have you here. It will be expected that I dance attendance upon you, and I should be with my men."
"Of course you should be with the men." Joanna's eyes widened. "Do you think it was to draw you away from them that I was summoned here? Can there be some plan to cause disaffection"
"No, that is too far-fetched, and I think all the men too firm in their loyalty." There was a pause. Geoffrey cleared his throat and sat up straighter. "Then you do not want me here?"
"Not at all," Joanna concurred heartily. "In fact, you will get dreadfully in my way."
"What?"
Momentarily, she lifted her eyes to his and her face was completely grave. "Oh Geoffrey, do not be a fool. I do not forget our parting in Roselynde garden, but since I was called here against my will, I would be an idiot to lose the

 
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