"You could say that." He considered it less of a change in his tastes and more of a realization that what he needed in a wife wasn't as commonplace as he'd once thought. Apparently you couldn't just pluck a pretty debutante out of a crowd and trust her to be quality wife material.

Lestrange seemed to be more at ease to him now which was encouraging. "Although just 'somewhat' is an insult to your sister." Charles also chuckled now. It wasn't an attempt to ass kiss and curry favor, he'd simply been incapable of holding back a witty dig at his dead wife.

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