This time, his gaze fixed on her and stayed. The wind blew, whipping her skirts about her ankles, as if he'd called up a gale with the intensity of his stare.

“What you did when you were young could kill you. It just might take years to do…”

“I’m sure your prick is as massive as your head is thick.”

“You're unmoved by the protestations of the rabble. When they gather outside you…”

“Minnie, I want to abolish the peerage. I write radical pamphlets in secret. I a…”