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The coach came into full view Black, with its wheels and points picked out in gold, it bore the crest of the Duke of Kil surrounded by curlicues and words Fellows didn’t understand Lloyd’s father, Daniel Malcolm Mackenzie, was the thirteenth duke in the Scottish line and the first in the English line Lloyd had spent his childhood teaching himself all about dukes and how they becah honor by Queen Victoria to be recognized in England too

Lloyd waited for the strategic ht at the coachman His aim was not to hurt or disable the man, but to make him stop the coach

The brick hit the coachman in the hand The coachman dropped the reins in surprise, and the coach veered A cart co the other way skittered to a stop in the thick traffic, and the cart’s driver swore loudly and vehemently

The coachain, but a bottleneck had already happened The coachht, finishing with Get out of the way, you piece of dung, this is a duke’s coach

Lloyd slipped through the e The coach was a tall box rising above hi and clean, except for what

One of the ent down, and a man put his head out He had a mass of dark red hair and thick red sideburns, a dark red beard just starting to gray, and a full roole’s

“Get this pox-rotted coach !” the man shouted “You! Boy!”

Lloyd blinked The duke, his father, had fixed his gaze on hi to him Lloyd opened his mouth, but no sound came out

“Yes, you there Gaping like a fish Go see what’s wrong”

Lloyd worked his jaw, trying to reed “I—”

“Go to it, boy, before I come out and beat you”

I’m your son

The words wouldn’t come Lloyd stood, frozen, while the lared down at him

“Are you an i he wasn’t concerned about preserving his finery or position by clirabbed Lloyd by the ear and shook hi, boy, you obey me Get out there and tell that cart to move”

The man didn’t even offer a coin, as other aristos did when they cos for theers pinched hard, and Lloyd felt a blow across his chin