"YOUR GRACE, I am sorry, I was on my way to warn you , to save you really from a plot against your very life....when your wife... she fell over...I, of course, went to help her up when her bodice got snagged on a....No?....alright your Grace, do yourself a ...grace...if you will. Believe me when I say the murmurers in the stables are actually murders sent by the King. NO! NO!" Simons ducks the swing of a polearm.
" DON'T THANK ME. "
Leaping on to the sill of a bay window.
" I will show myself out your Grace," Nodding to the Duchess before adding before his dive into the mote. "Never forget you are a lucky man your Grace."
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Against my more cynical judgements, I was seduced by this one.