Cassandra actually sat up in bed, the blanket falling away. "Help him... in the bath? Sister, that's..."
Seraphine laughed.
"Stop being dirty-minded," she said, her tone playful and teasing. "I just meant helping Father soak properly. Making sure the water temperature is right, perhaps adding some oils or salts if the inn has them. We're not going to bathe with him."
She paused deliberately.
"Unless he asks, of course."
Lyanna's face turned deep red. "Seraphine!"
Cassandra buried her face in her hands. "Why do you say these things..."
Julian couldn't help but smile, recognizing Seraphine's mischievous nature in full display. She enjoyed flustering her more reserved sisters and certainly enjoyed pushing boundaries just to see their reactions.
It reminded him of himself, actually.
"Well," Julian said, without taking any sides. "I'll be in the bath. You three can figure this out amongst yourselves."
