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Gods almighty, I don't know which one's worse.

It wasn't gossiping about your coworkers when you didn't say anything out loud, right?

Because Lawrence valued his hide just a little too much to risk it getting torn off by vengeful fellow knights. And yet surely he couldn't be the only one who noticed this daft little dance going on, right?


Or was everyone else blind? Willfully so?

He ticked them off on his fingers: Charlotte pined for Lasswell, who pined for Rain, who had no clue -- and neither did Charlotte, apparently ...

Seriously, am I the only sensible one here?