““What?” Chaol asked, his brows rising. She didn’t know whether he simply didn’t notice, or he didn’t want to say anything, but … “The gardens are rather busy for a winter morning,” she said carefully. He shrugged. “Some people go a little stir-crazy being cooped up inside all winter.” Or they just enjoy the sight of the Captain of the Guard and his muscles. But all she said was, “Right,” and then shut her mouth. No need to point it out if he was that oblivious.””
