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about the meat marionettes. As I explained to Burnside, it was just a lucky guess. Speaking of which...

Once again, the majority of you are correct in your surmise. We did take the girls with us. Now that I think about it, every time I've given you an opportunity to guess what happens next, the majority has always been right. Almost as if you KNOW. Curious. Have my adventures already been published somewhere that I don't know about?

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"We must take the girls with us," Rebecca insisted. "I don't want to leave them unsupervised, and it will be good field experience for them. If the university is filled with people, it seems unlikely that this Edessa character would make a scene in her own crowded institution. Plus, I have every faith that you will be able to bring this Unseelie femme down before she has a chance to try anything."

"She probably wouldn't make a scene," I agreed, "but there’s always the chance. I suppose Burnside and I could probably hold her back if she started any trouble. Plus, your students need not be present when I confront Eddessa. Very well, we shall bring them!"

"I'll pick my favorite filletin' knife for the occasion," Burnside declared enthusiastically. "Ain't never gutted a queen before!"

"Why must you always go immediately to deadly violence?" I began to reprimand Burnside, but then I remembered all the sorrow Edessa had caused me. She also played a major role in the death of Estmere. "Let's keep murder as a last resort. It will depend on what she says."

"By Fuma!" Rebecca exclaimed. "There's a lot to do! We need to pack our essentials and get signed permission from all the girls’ parents. How far is it? How long will we be gone? Oh, this is so exciting! Girls, FIELD TRIP!!!"

Burnside, Rebecca, and the student witches suddenly went into a whirlwind of activity, running this way and that all over the camp, gathering things they would need for the trip. I offered to help, but they insisted that such trifles were beneath me. I didn't know where anything was anyway, so I stepped aside and watched the pandemonium ensue.

It actually didn’t take long for them to pack their essentials together, but then Rebecca had to take the witches into town to get permission from the girls’ parents. "Make yourself at home, My Lord," she said to me as she herded her students down the path. "This could take a while."

I sat down on a log to wait. Burnside sat beside me and proceeded to stare at me with a big, goofy grin on her face.

"I really missed you while you was gone," she finally said after a long, uncomfortable silence.

"I can tell."

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Rick2tails

well this ending gives me another idea for a doodle request XD

typeandkey

What year is the story currently taking place in? I thought it was around 1905, but Harriet mentioned a dawn of a new century in a previous post.

Walter Reimer

Burnside wants a knee-trembler from Adler.

tegerio

Kelly was born in January 1897.

typeandkey

>Burnside: “Did y’all miss me?” You say with a flutter of your invisible eyelashes. >Adler: “Uhhhh…” In the early years of your banishment one of the coping mechanisms you used was telling yourself that: At least you don’t have to deal with Burnside anymore. However, in the final years of your soul-crushing isolation you would have been happy to speak to anyone, even Burnside. >Adler: “Sssssure…” You say surreptitiously. >Burnside: You laugh in delight. You knew it! You just knew it! Adler couldn’t live without you! He was probably counting down the days until he could see you again! Adler is plum crazy about you! >Adler: That’s not what you said! >Burnside: You tackle Adler, yet again, and latch onto him in a loving vice-grip. It all makes so much sense. Adler is one of the only people to not send you away, the others being Rebecca and the Duchess. Adler must have been secretly harboring feelings with you. All your courting methods by offering to kill for him must have worked big time! Everyone else finds your violent tendencies off-putting and frightening, but not Adler! Even other Antgladers thought you took things too far. Adler must secretly like your violence, either that or the bond between the two of you is so strong he can see past all of that! >Adler: Internally- Actually, she almost brings up a good point. Why do you keep her around? >Burnside: And now that the two of you are together again your hearts can be whole once more. >Adler: Wait, what?? >Burnside: You’ve been reading Rebecca’s poetry books, it sounded romantic in your head. >Adler: What’s going on right now? Is she being serious, or is this her over-complicated way of asking to have venery? No, that can’t be it. She’s blunt with everything else. If she wanted to have venery she’s just ask, or probably demand it. Is Burnside, the violent, murderous, psychopath actually confessing to having feelings for you? Oh, no. Casual venery is one thing, but a violent, unseelie murderer becoming obsessed with you is not a good place to be. You’ve read enough true-crime scrolls to know how this ends. Looking into her hard-to-see eyes, she almost looks harmless; like a smitten maiden. Then you remember that she has three-dozen knives on her right now. What should you say? What should you do? This situation may turn dangerous and volatile if you upset her. >To the readers: What should Adler do in this minefield right now? What would you do if you found out the crazy girl has a crush on you?