I don't know what a bower is. ... I don't totally get what a court is, either.
[She offers him a sheepish, tired smile, leaning up to perch her chin on the edge of the big basket-bed. She at least looks better than he does, though not by much - her face is worn and tense, and her shoulders droop.]
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[She offers him a sheepish, tired smile, leaning up to perch her chin on the edge of the big basket-bed. She at least looks better than he does, though not by much - her face is worn and tense, and her shoulders droop.]