Gods have mercy – I should have seen it coming, and yet there was no keeping my voice down at that image, the grand and serene Cobalt Court restored in all its glory, proudly displaying a ten-foot glass phallus straight above its entrance. ‘We are not—’ ‘Think of what Agenor would say, though,’ he interrupted, with a sideways glance suggesting that was a perfectly reasonable argument. ‘Reminding me of my father is not how you convince me to immortalise your cock in our windows, Creon!’
