Oz recognized that she was trying to goad him, and refused to rise to the bait. Not based on something so silly as a letter from some anonymous suitor which would almost certainly come to nothing.

"So long as they're sitting around his fire, not mine," Ozymandias said as he lifted his cup of tea. "Despite what you might believe based on the current state of things, I do not intend to convert the estate into a foundry for wayward authors. If you intend to marry a writer you shall have to relocate to his — doubtless terribly Romantic — hovel."

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