C12 Chapter 12
When Martinius came back home that evening, his homecoming was hardly a pleasant one. After stepping through the front door, he heard the customary angry rustle of starched petticoats as his wife hurried through the house to meet him. The soft honeyed tones of her voice weren’t matched by her icy inquisitive glare.
“You’re late. Our meal is waiting
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