DrabbleWriMo 24: Precision

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It's definitely winter now -- not only am I taking a hot-water-bottle to bed, but my central heating came on for the first time at six o'clock this evening! (Not for long, as the sensor is in the warmest place... the corridor outside the kitchen :-p)

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Paris was in a positive ferment of Royalist conspiracy at present, and there had been a great deal of ill-feeling over the circumstances of the Duc de Trélan's capture. It should be possible to effect his escape, and indeed a promising scheme was afoot for the very next day. Precision would be required, and sufficient purloined uniforms to outfit an entire escort and commanding officer, who would present counterfeit orders for the prisoner's transfer to some other place of confinement.

Tomorrow evening, provided it all went exactly according to plan, Valentine and her husband would be making for the coast.