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... houghts, leaving it to her mentor to bring up the topic by herself when the time comes.
As they kept chatting, time and distance lost meaning to them.
Only when Madam Villanelle stopped did Darcie realize that there was someone else who was standing on the path.
It was an old man, lean, but not weak of the build. He was bald and had a light white beard.
And he was holding a broom.
"Good morning, Sir Loras Maddock," Madam Villanelle greeted. "Darcie, Sir Lo ...
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