As usual, the Wynnes had come through for Edmund in ways he could never hope to repay, that they deem to be nothing and no trouble at all.

What must it be like to carry authority and power as simply as one carries one’s own body from one destination to another? To be so confident in one’s own abilities and position that grand gestures become quaint and small gestures become everything?

Edmund doubts he’d ever fully understand.

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