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"Feeling posh today, my lord General? Let me just tell you, that cloak clashes something terrible with the rest of your outfit. Please, sir, do allow me to assist. Your fashion sense truly is atrocious. I can only imagine what your previous servant must have gone through. Poor dear old Thomas. He was a great loss to the household. Ah. Here, milord, all done." Dead silence. "Ah, yes, I think I shall excuse myself now, if you will..." Shoes scuffling, door clicking softly. Long, weary sigh. What ever had possessed him to take that particular young man under his wing, he'd never know. He merely hoped he would survive it wihout going prematurely grey.
