The Time-displaced (flidgetjerome) wrote in lettergames,
The Time-displaced

Paris, February 1806


I, a Captain in his Majesty’s Navy, was summoned to the enemy capitol in the middle of the war and then kept there waiting on my missing host for two months, only to discover in the end it was because he wished to ask me to play nursemaid to his son. How you and Rogan could both declare this was not worth writing home about wounds me. Two months of kicking up my heels when I should be at sea! Two months!

The Naval Office is just as bad.

You’re all ghouls. You all secretly hope Claude-Laurent being tortured in some mysterious dungeon when he’s probably just lying low at a mistress’ house, waiting for me take his son off his hands. Just like my father.

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