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Ah, it's alright, my Lady and I have discussed it. She isn't angry. Seems rather keen on the idea, actually.
... Good heavens, really?
... [chuckle] That would be just like her. So sensible, so level headed.
Thank you for telling me, Van.
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[Tarvek sighed behind the heavy stack of papers Agatha had sent him away with. It was certainly less comically large than the last one, significantly so, but it was still fairly cumbersome. He'd been sent to deliver the stack to a particular coffee shop for the lady's Seneschal.
Grumbling and tutting. Tarvek wanted time to himself. He'd been futzing about with Agatha and Gil and with dignitaries and he was really getting sick and tired of it. He didn't want to be delivering things to another dignitary and putting on another show.
Not to mention it was Valentine's Day.
Ugh. Tarvek didn't want to talk about it.
No more acting. Fuck it, it's Agatha's Seneschal, nobody you need to impress anyway. Tarvek knows turning off his fakeness isn't that easy but it was comforting to say to himself.
Ah, there it must be. The smell of coffee was unmistakable. He pushed the door open gingerly with his hip and scanned the room for someone to give the fat stack to.]
