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They were not men where the concept of love was an easy thing. Life – their lives in particular – was far too complicated and dicey to really allow it. Yet Havelock had to admit, even it was only to himself, that this man was someone who he held in high esteem and harboured a hefty dose of affection towards. He cared quite deeply for Samuel.
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It was still a lovely evening. Leaning against the stone wall, Havelock watched a collection of small birds flit and swarm around a lamp, catching moths. The creatures darted and swooped, deftly catching their prey. Little paper thin wings fluttered to the ground. It was serene. A brisk wind caught him, and Havelock pulled his heavy cloak around his shoulders. With care, he crossed his bad leg over the other, hands clasped on his knee. Havelock allowed himself a moment of quiet and closed his eyes.'What the bloody hell do you mean you don't know where he is?' Boomed a voice. Havelock opened his eyes. The birds scattered. A harried looking clerk trotted lopsidedly beside Commander Vimes, face beet red and hands waving.