“Does the Sentinel ever sleep?” They winced at his slip, as five outraged voices screamed in unison. “Diana is the Sentinel!” “You had to kick that hornet’s nest, didn’t you?” She shook her head and glared at him as if he were a half-wit. “And we had just smoothed things over, too.” “In my defense, I am a little overwhelmed. It’s not every day a chap becomes engaged to the woman of his dreams.” Her expression softened, and despite all the uproar, wagging fingers, and angry hornets everywhere, he saw the love shining in her clever eyes. “What do you propose we do now, idiot?” “I haven’t a clue,
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