Memories flashed. Facts. Reports from his… various sources told him Antiva was fracturing. The death of the King and the chaos between his assassination and the new power rising, rearing its head to taunt the rest was akin to dancing on the edge of a blade. Sending her son to safety was a wise move, even if it was back in Antiva.
Rene paused, then sighed deeply. [color=#44b8ff]“I hardly think your studies matter at this current time, my dear.”[/color] The man pulled himself onto his feet, making it known how much of an effort it was with some overly played acting, huffing and shuffling deeper into his office. He’d beckon her to follow with one hand while the other pinched and wiped clear his eyes. Gods, he hated the blinding orb when he felt so wretched.
He pulled open a curtain, making sure to keep out of its illuminating gaze. It was mostly for her benefit, though it painted clearly that his state of mind and being were, for the moment, unchanged. Rene tilted his head at her. [color=#44b8ff]“Mica. Do you really think it wise to go anywhere right now?”[/color] The Campana’s were a resourceful lot, an old dynasty built on their ability to improvise and fight tooth and nail for what they wanted. A playful curl tugged at the corner of his lips. [color=#44b8ff]“Your niece, I heard, takes after your brother. So they are indeed, well and truly, fucked.” [/color]
Rene paused, then sighed deeply. [color=#44b8ff]“I hardly think your studies matter at this current time, my dear.”[/color] The man pulled himself onto his feet, making it known how much of an effort it was with some overly played acting, huffing and shuffling deeper into his office. He’d beckon her to follow with one hand while the other pinched and wiped clear his eyes. Gods, he hated the blinding orb when he felt so wretched.
He pulled open a curtain, making sure to keep out of its illuminating gaze. It was mostly for her benefit, though it painted clearly that his state of mind and being were, for the moment, unchanged. Rene tilted his head at her. [color=#44b8ff]“Mica. Do you really think it wise to go anywhere right now?”[/color] The Campana’s were a resourceful lot, an old dynasty built on their ability to improvise and fight tooth and nail for what they wanted. A playful curl tugged at the corner of his lips. [color=#44b8ff]“Your niece, I heard, takes after your brother. So they are indeed, well and truly, fucked.” [/color]
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