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I cannot BELIEVE the audacity of my husband at times! All week long he had suggested to me that this weekend I ought to "apparate to Cairo and spend as many galleons as you want on the new crop of silk gowns being shown" in that groundbreakingly fabulous Adamite Sui fashion showing going on there. Why, I should have known that he was up to something! Either Fake Lucius has come back and done something to my darling husband or my darling husband has turned into the evil Fake Lucius of summer holiday infamy. Oh, Zeus's Lighting Rod, I cannot bear to be around Lucius now. He has betrayed me in a most grievous manner.
I suppose I have Remus to thank for bringing Lucius's debauchery and lies to light. Remus was ever so kind enough to gift me with a family heirloom - a simply lovely small pewter and jade serpentine brooch that belonged to his grandmother. He told me that it was charmed to give me notice if anyone around me was being less than truthful. Why, the charm certainly did work!
As I was all prepared to aparate off to Cairo for a fabulous weekend of shopping, sun, and various rare African liquores, I had dropped by Lucius's chambers to give him notice of my leave. As I always begin my weekend travels on Saturday evening and return to the Manor on a Wednesday, it is customary to drop by for a lengthy farewell session before I leave. To my surprise, Lucius barely cracked his door open and appeared out of breath, red faced, sweaty and most displeased to see me. Concerned, I of course inquired as to his health. He merely gave me a mumbled response and promptly bade me farewell before essentially SLAMMING the door on my face. Needless to say, the lovely serpentine brooch began to slither about and hiss, indicating that my husband was being untruthful with me.
I do not know what he was up to that day but, rest assured, I know he was not ill. It did not sound as if he was alone in his chambers either, come to think of it.
I shall have my revenge on Fake Lucius or WHICHEVER Lucius this is if it is the last thing I do.
I suddenly have the urge to learn more curses, hexes, and defence spells. After all, if something did happen to my husband, I need to be certain that I can properly defend myself against the evil entity sharing my home. Naturally I shall need an experienced teacher.
I suppose I have Remus to thank for bringing Lucius's debauchery and lies to light. Remus was ever so kind enough to gift me with a family heirloom - a simply lovely small pewter and jade serpentine brooch that belonged to his grandmother. He told me that it was charmed to give me notice if anyone around me was being less than truthful. Why, the charm certainly did work!
As I was all prepared to aparate off to Cairo for a fabulous weekend of shopping, sun, and various rare African liquores, I had dropped by Lucius's chambers to give him notice of my leave. As I always begin my weekend travels on Saturday evening and return to the Manor on a Wednesday, it is customary to drop by for a lengthy farewell session before I leave. To my surprise, Lucius barely cracked his door open and appeared out of breath, red faced, sweaty and most displeased to see me. Concerned, I of course inquired as to his health. He merely gave me a mumbled response and promptly bade me farewell before essentially SLAMMING the door on my face. Needless to say, the lovely serpentine brooch began to slither about and hiss, indicating that my husband was being untruthful with me.
I do not know what he was up to that day but, rest assured, I know he was not ill. It did not sound as if he was alone in his chambers either, come to think of it.
I shall have my revenge on Fake Lucius or WHICHEVER Lucius this is if it is the last thing I do.
I suddenly have the urge to learn more curses, hexes, and defence spells. After all, if something did happen to my husband, I need to be certain that I can properly defend myself against the evil entity sharing my home. Naturally I shall need an experienced teacher.