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The rushing carriage informed its owner even before Denney caught sight of the familiar flag and coat of arms. Featings - the loose-tongued fool who had sworn his fealty, yet who often proved to be more of a nuisance than an ally.
Denney's brow furrowed with irritation. Why was he ever so impatient? Could the man not pause and spare a moment to consider his actions? Must he always be governed by his impulsive nature, responding always on toes without so much as giving another thought?
The carriage barreled toward him with reckless speed, and before it had fully come to a halt, its passenger leaped out with frantic energy. Denney remained still, watching and waiting.