The boy is half his age and looks barely more than ten. Small, weak, insignificant, and Beckett is overcome by memories of a childhood stricken with sickness and doctors who know nothing, only how to count their money.
The court nod is polite and proper under the strict mother’s watchful eyes, but the slight distasteful curl of the thin
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Being a Bonaparte fan I find this kind of funny. lol.
Though...Beckett's a time traveler? xD
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