"An earl?" Flavia echoes, suppressing the sudden urge to curtsy or do something equally ridiculous. Sybil was just another person, after all, and one who'd been so wonderfully kind. "I've never met an earl..ess?" she guesses, wishing she could magic Mrs. Mullet's copy of Inquire Within Upon Everything out of the ether, "before. Though I did write a letter to the King."
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Date: 2014-01-28 04:37 am (UTC)