" And she reached out with trembling fingers and touched one of the roses. It was, surprisingly... unconscionably soft.
"A message was sent along with it, Miss Genevieve." Harriet handed over the sheet of folded foolscap, closed with a blob of wax. No seal was pressed into it.
Genevieve slid her finger beneath it to break the seal.


'My esteemed Venus-

These reminded me of you. In my dreams, your lips are just this soft.

- Your devoted servant,
Mars "

― Julie Anne Long , What I Did for a Duke (Pennyroyal Green, #5)