Lord Maccon looked up. โGrovel, you say?โ Lyall did not glance away from the latest vampire report he was perusing. โGrovel, my lord.
Gail CarrigerHow was I to know idiocy was only a temporary condition, especially in your case? It never has been before!
Gail CarrigerAlexia had spent long hours wondering over that mustache. Werewolves did not grow hair, as they did not age. Where had it come from? Had he always had it? For how many centuries had his poor abused upper lip labored under the burden of such vegetation?
Gail Carriger