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“I’ to embroider” Hyacinth held up her handiwork as proof

“You’re trying to avoid—” Her“I say, why does that flower have an ear?”

“It’s not an ear” Hyacinth looked down “And it’s not a flower”

“Wasn’t it a flower yesterday?”

“I have a very creativethe blasted flower another ear

“That,” Violet said, “has never been in any doubt”

Hyacinth looked down at the mess on the fabric “It’s a tabby cat,” she announced “I just need to give it a tail”

Violet held silent for a moment, then said, “You can be very hard on people”

Hyacinth’s head snapped up “I’hter!” she cried out

“Of course,” Violet replied, looking somewhat shocked by the force of Hyacinth’s reaction “But—”

“Why must you assume that whatever is the matter, it must be my fault?”

“I didn’t!”

“You did” And Hyacinth thought of countless spats between the Bridgerton siblings “You always do”

Violet responded with a horrified gasp “That is not true, Hyacinth It’s just that I know you better than I do Mr St Clair, and—”

“—and therefore you know all of my faults?”