ElevatedChapter 2
Clover's room was through an open doorway from Corvus's. As soon as he walked in, she emerged, hands held behind her back. "Citizen Corvus, how may I serve?" That was the million denarii question. Wasn't it? He should have asked Malcolm how he was supposed to broach the subject. He turned away so she wouldn't see his blush. "I'm done with breakfast." "Yes," acknowledged Clover. "I ... uh, think I'd like you to draw that bath now," he managed. Clover smiled, turned, and left...