She paused with a raised eyebrow, a bit surprised to see Clive out and about. Hn, things had changed since she'd been away. But that particular thought didn't derail her oh-so-charming smile, saying equably, "Then how fortunate am I, that the King of Spades is going to cart my dry cleaning back to the Castle."

Jamison looked panicked, but didn't dare move or refuse his King taking the bags.

"And even hang everything up nice and neat in my closets," she finished, sparing the Two not a glance. "My most profound gratitude, Sire."