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♚░ ⁞ “Even if the Queen has requested your company, I fail to see a reason for coming here. A carriage is surely easy enough to procure with the funds I have provided you.”
He stood in the entryway before Sieglinde and Wolfram, small body planted directly in the middle of the corridor like a human blockade. Immature as it might be, he wasn’t inclined to welcome the two Germans as appreciated company. The Green Witch, after all, had given him more than his fair share of trouble. A sigh was pushed abrasively into the tension-ridden air. He was being rather unreasonable, he supposed. “Fine. But if you obstruct my work today, Lord Sullivan, I will send you on your way. You are aware, I’m sure, that I am overloaded with work for both my company as well as that pertaining to my earldom.” He ignored the skeptical look passed to him by Sebastian, gaze not once leaving the girl’s deep green eyes. “You will stay in one of the guest rooms on the main floor, and not meddle within my affairs as you have before. I am on a tight schedule. Understood?”











