The flower's hand in marriage |
"I would not want to seem rude, madame, so I will meet the Peony when she is ready to converse. I will gladly take a tour of this lovely city. I will also give my sister and the Grand Minister a call regarding the offer of an embassy."
He stooped down to pick up his suitcase, but not before coughing politely into his hand. "A-and please..." he said with a slight blush, "Just call me Septimus. I was... never comfortable with titles. It always made people regard me as inherently better than them, which I disagree with." |
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