Well. No sooner had the music played for long, than the basilisk rested no longer. The universe threw me into the right time and the right place to carry out a just revenge. Perhaps, as gratitude for my second chance—perhaps, just because of my sharpened sense of justice.
Whatever the reason, the younger Roșфор is dead, the elder one is in shock, a very suspicious marchioness is on the horizon, and even the cardinal wants to see me. Hmm… Where to start?