““Only sleeping?” she questioned. “Aye. They don’t read, study, or do quiltwork, lass.” “But what about…?” As her voice trailed, he heard the subtle laughter. As he cut his gaze to the left, Ramsay caught a shy smile on her face. Miss Prissy Daughter of a Noble had joked about sex? Taken by surprise and bewildered by her suggestive question, he almost missed his opportunity to taunt her in return. “Are you truly wanting to know what goes on between goblins?””
