14 August 1942

[thegreatabraxas]

My son is meeting with Lavinia Scalara. In the Leaky Cauldron. I’d start laying bets on how soon it takes him to call her a whore to her face, but of course that would be his death sentence with Kyteler and, as we all know, a figurative death sentence with Kyteler could always lead to an actual one. I’d warn him not to, of course, but he wouldn’t

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[churchfather]

Warn me about what?

[thegreatabraxas]

To be nice to Mrs Scalara, of course. You do know she's one of Kyteler's agents.

[churchfather]

She's what?!?

[thegreatabraxas]

One of Kyteler's agents. You know, his hand-picked few, the sort he will avenge to hell and back. Like your sister. Well, not exactly like your sister. I expect Mrs Scalara relies more on pillow talk for her own spying, what with her other job.

It's not as if Kyteler wasn't already less than fond of you. After all, there's all those fist fight you've started with Saunders, never mind that he's a double-ought seven.

[churchfather]

Saunders is a cuckolder! Saunders is a degenate who refuses to acknowledge his bastard daughter, much less marry her mother!

[thegreatabraxas]

Think of your children, Ari. You wouldn't want them to grow up without a father, would you?

I know you and Hyacinthe are working on a third. It would be a pity if she never got the chance to know her father.

[churchfather]

... have I ever mentioned how much I despise you?

[thegreatabraxas]

I love you too, Ari.