Victorian Romance
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“An L. Of course it’s an L. The same as that of the man who has hired them? Who is lining girls up at the gate to court? Shocking.”
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1874 Lucien Lucien was late. Though not his fault, it still irked him. The boat had docked late, meaning that instead of the leisurely carriage ride he had thought to rest in, he had gone on foot, using his considerable speed to tear through the countryside of Briton. He arrived just in time to see
The Veiled World 