CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO

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Williams turns to her ''How dare you too?

Their anger evident with both asking thesame questions but with different meanings.

''Annalisa, i fear you have forgotten your table manners, you do not talk and eat my dear, surely you can continue your conversation with your beloved once you are on your way ...yes?''

They glared at each other, ready to tear off their heads, but aware of the presence, they turn away, intending to clear the air once they are alone...

Annalisa grabs her fork, ''my beloved my royal beautiful tush!!'' she murmured under her breath

Williams chuckles

She glared at him, he clears his throat and forks the thigh of well-rounded chicken ''i rather be the beloved of a lowly damsel than dare to be yours...you make my blood boil to the highest degree'' he mutters for her ears alone

''I rather be a nun''

''Very well, but i fear you would only make them sin by such outrageous rebelliousness you so possess''