Fleur and I Were Fluent in Some of the Same Codes

  • by Kenthe likely plunged in deeper
  • “It’s like, lady, have you really never been called a whore before?”
  • I’m not a big fan
  • I was very vulnerable
  • Oh, crikey.

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Fleur and I were fluent in some of the same codes, despite her not having gone to the Academy. I could only speculate what forms of covert communication the spy knew, so keeping him from intercepting the message ruled out anything audible or easily observed from across the room. So, no whistling or yodeling, and no barehanded semaphore.

I tried regulating my thrusts to a dot-dash-dot pattern, but she didn’t alter her own rhythm or otherwise show any sign she was listening. The last option I could think of under the circumstances was toespelling, and as we were both barefoot it seemed it might work. I contorted and clenched my toes, pressing each shape against the sole of her foot to impart the message: what is your plan?

She replied via Kegel/Morse — which meant she must have been listening after all — saying merely: wait and see.

As she conveyed those words, her eyes fluttered and her mouth hung fetchingly slack.

“What is happening to her face?” I heard Harry ask.

Isolde tittered. “He likely plunged in deeper. That’s how I recall our wedding night.”

Harry growled.

The Frenchman in the leotard sniffed haughtily. “I have witnessed sufficiently your barbaric comportment, and will take my leave of this place.”

“Barbaric?” Fleur’s eyes flashed and she stopped moving. I tried to send her more coded messages but she definitely wasn’t paying any attention to me now. “Barbaric!” she repeated, “You dare…”

The man shrugged, and spoke again in his ridiculous accent. “It’s like, lady, have you really never been called a whore before?” Another shrug. “I’m not a big fan of ill-behaved royalty, you know? Next what will you tell me? That I should eat cake?”

Now Fleur and everyone else around our table were rising to confront this rude stranger. I was very vulnerable, lying on my back in the middle of the incipient battle.

Oh, crikey.

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