Date: 2008-08-07 05:50 pm (UTC)
Beaufort grimaced to himself, not really believing a word of Percy's, he had no reason to fall for any of that. From what he could see, the man was doing nothing but mocking him, and his language at least.

He gave Marguerite a polite nod, "Au revoir. I shall see you." He helped himself to more wine, sat back and resisted the urge to curse under his breath. What the hell did that idiot, that English idiot, have over him? He sighed and gave up on thinking about it for now. Maybe he'd go and bother that officious German woman.
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