"I am finally free to be able to do so," she said softly. The fact that she wasn't under the thumb of some guard so she wouldn't get away... No, she couldn't let herself think about the things her dead husband had done whilst he lived. The courtesan gave a measured look. "And nobody would miss me anyway," she went on quietly, looking off in the distance. Sonia took in a deep and shuddering breath. She then chuckled a humorless chuckle and turned her gaze to him.

He was handsome in an exotic way, but not the kind of attractive that drew her. No, she liked her men dark and broody, though it would do her no good. And then there was the fact that she was... stuck... in some kind of bind with Zecheriah Meijer. She was in no place to find anyone attractive.

"I am sorry to have disturbed you from your musings," she said and scooped up the stockings she had previously discarded in the rocky sand.