"I've never understood your desire to drink scotch. It's the worst thing I've ever tasted." Tom wrinkled his nose and looked back at his companion. "You can bring it if you must. You'll be the only one to drink it if Lucius doesn't come into my office."
Tom let out a soft sigh. "Merlin worries himself a little too much over your grandson." He looked back at Abraxas for a moment. "It's a very long story, what's happened to your grandson."
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