“Is it a crunchy one, my lord? I get those when I eat gravel.”
Edmund learned of the plot during a tedious card game. He had a choice: do nothing, preserve his social standing, and watch Perdita suffer a slow, agonizing transformation into a very expensive paperweight. Or intervene, make a mortal enemy of Duke Malvolio, and potentially get his own head mounted on a pike. Blackadder Monster Sex 05
When they broke apart, he was dizzy. “Well,” he said, straightening his cravat. “That was… deeply unsanitary. And yet. I find myself not entirely opposed to a repeat performance.” “Is it a crunchy one, my lord
Over the following weeks, Edmund found his existence invaded. Perdita would appear at his castle gates with a freshly killed deer (“Thought you might want the blood, darling. The rest is for my pups.”). She challenged him to races through the thorn forest (she won, but claimed his complaining about a torn cape was “adorable”). She even laughed genuinely at one of his sarcastic remarks about the local zombie peasantry’s work ethic. Or intervene, make a mortal enemy of Duke
His sterile existence was shattered, however, by the arrival of a new neighbor: Lady Perdita von Hissingbrook, a werewolf of considerable fortune and even more considerable inconvenience. She was tall, silver-haired, and had a laugh that sounded like rocks tumbling down a mountainside. Worse, she was cheerful .
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