Martin poured an extra cup of coffee at his immaculately clean bar as he heard Junie come down the stairs with the morning post.
“One for you, Martin!”
Martin opened his letter. He blood drained from his face as he scanned its contents.
“Something wrong, Martin?”
“It’s Mother,” he choked out.
Junie blinked. “Oh, that’s nice. How is she?”
Martin took a gulp of his coffee and swallowed hard.
“She’s coming here.”
Break out the silver and hide the booze!
What’s so scary about Captain Lord Sir Squire’s mother?
What would the mother of an Ex-Brother, ex-squire, ex-king, ex-‘diety’, ex-captain, current bartender be like…
…I kind of want to see Miss Sharp meet this…whatever it is.
In which the identity of Malus’s mother is revealed.
The interesting past of Malus’s mother.
Three words: “mutual assured destruction.”
Mumsy isn’t quite as passive as me.
*runs a bore brush through the barrel her gun*
*grabs her pitchfork, torch and a plethora of other armaments*
I cannot say how much I dislike this woman.
Having just heard the news from a Messenger, Sister Loxely drops a book from her desk in shock. “Builder preserve us,” she whispered before rushing to find the other senior clergy.
Aggggghhhhh!!!! Run! Hide! Urchins go underground!!!