*She lets out a harsh and unladylike snort of humorless laughter, ignoring his moment of fury.*
Oh no, her heritage is as long as we'd like, which would all be well and good if she hadn't been disowned summarily at the age of 17 for running away and working as a damn barmaid.
*And there's the headache, strong as thunder. She puts both hands to her temples and closes her eyes.*
Dearborn--I forbade it, even tried to pay her off to move her along, tried to get Antonin to stop it. I am going to continue pushing him out of the family until he comes to his senses or he's destitute, and if you disagree I strongly suggest you discuss it with him yourself. Or Lucius, for that matter, though I can't think of a single thing that'd keep him quiet on this subject.
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Oh no, her heritage is as long as we'd like, which would all be well and good if she hadn't been disowned summarily at the age of 17 for running away and working as a damn barmaid.
*And there's the headache, strong as thunder. She puts both hands to her temples and closes her eyes.*
Dearborn--I forbade it, even tried to pay her off to move her along, tried to get Antonin to stop it. I am going to continue pushing him out of the family until he comes to his senses or he's destitute, and if you disagree I strongly suggest you discuss it with him yourself. Or Lucius, for that matter, though I can't think of a single thing that'd keep him quiet on this subject.