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“Well, if you’d had the sense to fall for a proper brooding aristocrat we’d be in a much older castle and there would be ghosts all over the place.”
“Surely,” Mr. Caesar said at last, “the solution to come before me neither clothed nor naked is not something so…so…so asinine as come before me wrapped in a fishing net.”
Spoilers, readers. It absolutely is. The Old Laws are whimsical, and whatever antediluvian powers forged them absolutely loved that kind of shit.
