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Class in the castle meant two things: Ascanius could sleep in and little to no exposure to the elements would keep his face nice longer, yeah? Yeah. He WAS that conceited.
Walking in amongst his peers, he smiled charmingly at Bentley, "Hello, Professor. You look lovely today." Though, in juxtaposition to the previous year anyone looked good, yeah?
Ahem.
Gloves on. His silence began now.
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