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"They thought they could break me, but I have risen stronger; now I am the harbinger of their end." ~Araneae Ruber.
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A CARRIAGE rolled into the lot of the Van-Rensselaer dukedom. Stepping out were two elderly couples.
Margaret Robshaw and Rafferty Robshaw.
Lewin stared with his mouth agape. 'They- They really came. Oh! Promusni. The lady merely sent them a letter yesterday, and they arrived before the sun hit its peak.'
He slowly tuned his head to the one who called them.
Luella stood with her hands on her hip. Louisa sat beside her in the wheelchair. Her maid, Mary Grace, stood behind her, present and ready to push her around.
"You came."
"You called." Rafferty replied.
The three of them stood staring at each other. Until Rafferty spread his arms around.
"How is our favorite student doing?"