This is a ghost story of heartbreak, kinda, but not the kind of heartbreak you feel sad about. More like the kind of heartbreak that the guy deserved 'cause he was a real ninnymuggins about stuff.

This is the story of Louis de Buade de Frontenac. Come for the ghost, stay for: skeleton jammies; Sephiroth, what a scamp; constant laundry; the world's richest baby; jeans with hammer loops; the My Girl generation; and the gamey box.

Sources:

• https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louis_de_Buade_de_Frontenac
• https://www.britannica.com/biography/Louis-de-Buade-comte-de-Frontenac-et-de-Palluau
• https://npicommercial.com/blog/posts/haunted-places-series-fairmont-le-chteau-frontenac
• https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ch%C3%A2teau_Frontenac