61 Chapter 61

"Delusional. All right? We talked about this before, these little stories you keep telling about the elves and the jewel thieves and that elephant you brought all the way from India and lived in Sherwood Forest with. That one's her best." He peered around the semicircle of devouring, disbelieving eyes. He had to. Were she really Lord Armstrong's daughter, she'd be safe. Wasn't he himself testament to the power of the aristocracy that he hadn't swung for the Wentworth emeralds? But she wasn't Lord Armstrong's daughter, as that old crone had just proved, and there were those here who would crucify her for that fact. "It's even got Robin Hood in it. Hannibal too, seeing as she crossed the Alps with him, on that same elephant. Hindi, you called him."

She clutched the reticule tighter. "Did I fu-"