Is there a point? Is there any hope of finding it?
She can read minds.... Sometimes. She tends to forget that ability a lot since she can't read the mind of her husband.
It's been so long, I can't remember why I bothered. Maybe someday...
Well... I have stopped finding this amusing. Before he became emperor, why didn't you tie him to a post and flog him? Coddling a little shit is not the way to cure 'little shit' syndrome.
Which witch is which? She lets herself get a little too bogged down in the class distinction, especially when the man is working toward his goals to be with her, while she drags her feet and gets caught. Though they could both use a lesson in maturity and the advantages of conversation.
Again... is there a point? Is it buried so far down I need a spade and a oxygen tank?
Another casualty of wandering plot disease.
I like this, but ... I think there is an excess of drama.
What was this about? The first cooking show?
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