31st January, 1894

C—

Mother is going to insist you join us for a dinner party on Friday next. Of course, I should as always be delighted by your charming company, but I would not be doing my sisterly duty if I let you respond without knowing: also on the guest list is some pre-season debutante she is determined is perfect for you (in that horribly bland way all of Mother's "perfect" candidates seem to be). Not enough for Magnus, of course; he is sensible enough to choose his own wife, at least until she finishes with one of us.

—P

— Cleon Broadmoor —

  

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do you know what happened that night?

— mj makes glorious sets! —

February 2, 1894

P,

Oh dear god why. Looks like I might have to find reason to be so terribly busy that day. Why is she doing this to me? I am only twenty eight. I am still but a young boy.

Yours in youth,
C

Persephone Broadmoor

  

3rd February, 1894

C—

No doubt she tires of you acting it and thinks the young lady would fix that.

—P

— Cleon Broadmoor —

  

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do you know what happened that night?

— mj makes glorious sets! —