A man could not always be where he belonged, though.

“Can our morrows be foretold?Your Grace might ask instead should our morrows be …”

“Never knew Bannen could smell so good.' Edd's tone was morose as ever.'I had ha…”

“When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of, my child?"W…”

“a man who hates music can’t be trusted, I always say.”