Uhhh… okay… If you expect me to cover for the lunch staff… I’ve done every job but that. I’d rather not see the magic behind the meal.
[ He deflects, the best he can like light to a mirror. He spent the entire week getting the coupons for the letters, avoiding writing the final one to Father. So… Wriothesley speaks more serious, a brewed tea something for both of them instead of just the Duke.
When did that happen?
He perks a brow, though and slowly takes a seat in the same place he’s always has. Across from the Duke, testing what power of authority he has. Lyney, like the scamp and rebel he is, found the smallest way to fan a flame after all. ]
no subject
[ He deflects, the best he can like light to a mirror. He spent the entire week getting the coupons for the letters, avoiding writing the final one to Father. So… Wriothesley speaks more serious, a brewed tea something for both of them instead of just the Duke.
When did that happen?
He perks a brow, though and slowly takes a seat in the same place he’s always has. Across from the Duke, testing what power of authority he has. Lyney, like the scamp and rebel he is, found the smallest way to fan a flame after all. ]
Maybe if you ask nicely, I could consider it.
[ Oh, how wrong this conversation will go… ]
What’s on your mind?