There are people who go unnoticed. And then there are those upon whom everything depends to keep running smoothly. Augustine is one of them. He has been the castle butler of Prymere for many years. He knows every hallway, every…
—My lord. —Yes, Agustín? —The tea. —Excellent. —I heard the Provincial Council is still studying the portrait. —Naturally. —Have they said anything else? —Only that they still haven’t found the end of the nose. —I see. (Agustín pours the tea…
Sister Potato—Sister. Sister Piety—Yes? —We picked a few more. —Better to have too many than not enough. —You’ve always been very cautious. —You know me. — Gregorius… —Yes, Father? —Why is this conversation making me nervous? —We know them, Father.
