“No, I am happy, some of the time. A lot of the time. I—” He was happy with Rufus. Happy scheming his way through the tangled mess of Stone Manor and upsetting the Conrads; happy as Rufus’s invaluable, valued right hand; happy beyond words when it was nothing but the two of them. As for the rest of the time, and the things he didn’t tell Rufus, or Gareth… But one couldn’t expect to be happy all the time; that was absurd.
