Re: Alastor - Marlene
"Twenty-four seven?" Alastor groaned. Honestly, couldn't they make things even a little easy on him? "No, there's no chance this is secure enough for that. We'll have to look into other options." Mentally, he was already going through the castle and thinking twenty-four seven was a terrible option.
Alastor snorted. "If you're a decade too old, I'm already one foot into the grave." Had they all forgotten they were wizards with the potential for longer than normal lifespans? Or that these were not the middle ages? "I ever get married, I'm marrying a woman, not a child," he added with a smirk. "And I don't need a mistress. I have a best friend. That counts higher in my book."