" Cinderella churned butter with a little more gusto than necessary. It had been almost a week since the Erlauf officer became a consistent customer. Neither he, nor his soldiers, ever said much, but the officer’s gaze seemed to linger on Cinderella during the transaction. “Vitore is right. He is a rogue. I’ll have to be careful with him.” She thumped the churn, working out her aggression in the buttery cream. “Mademoiselle? "
― K.M. Shea , Cinderella and the Colonel (Timeless Fairy Tales, #3)