All Percy could do was think on this and shrug. Perhaps Booth was correct in his assumption, perhaps he was not. All Percy knew was that the man obviously fancied his wife and disliked him immensely. "Ods my life, this place is confusing," he remarked, shaking his head and finishing his cup of coffee. He set the mug down with a bit of a frown. "Either way, this man, Monsieur Beaufort is his name, he is rather attached to my wife. I cannot blame the poor man."
He doesn't stand a chance, Percy then thought to himself with a quiet smirk.
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Date: 2008-08-25 04:12 am (UTC)He doesn't stand a chance, Percy then thought to himself with a quiet smirk.