"'twas always my tutors' way," he agrees cheerfully, at last letting go of Feuilly. "To set to their schooling when I was too tired to protest. But it shall be I who wearies you in this, I think." He ducks down to retrieve his own sword (which he... brought with him from the stables before shh).
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Date: 2015-07-01 07:31 pm (UTC)