I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. The gentlemen are so particular now, and a good thing too, I say. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. “Wow, congratulations, Martin. ” “Ah!” Sir John exclaimed. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. You were only one room removed from the library, see. “My word holds,” she said.
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