Sienna stood outside the door of her father’s study. Her hand rested on the wood paneling, trying to trust herself to knock. The Koskov children were all abed. Sophie took much longer than the boys. She had questions for the older girl. Questions about boys, and clothes, and the finer aspects of arranging an orchestral accompaniment to an address of the court. Sienna had answers to two of those, but the chance to talk was […]