He cringed at his own words. All the intellect in the world and he struggled with the common tongue? Ridiculous. Yet it was what she did to him. She was always the variable he could never fully discover, only that its value to him was immeasurable and priceless.
Fate was a cruel mistress, though. The accusations laid at his family's feet were not easily brushed aside. Investigations were needed, proof that it was all a falsehood laid at the right feet before they could reclaim what was rightfully theirs. In the midst of this he had been sent elsewhere, as bitter penance. Only when he returned some months later that he’d understood how he’d been out-calculated.
Manchette had played the game and, with Rene’s inaction, won the prize of Ettie’s hand.
What followed had been weeks and months understanding this shadow opponent. Her safety was Rene’s concern, yet his current resources were nill to offer any intervention or rescue. With having to bide his time, depression would set in and while he maintained a careful ear to the ground, he wasn’t privy to every detail.
Her question about his appearance caused him to chuckle. His gaze shifted, nervous with what he might find in those reflecting back. His held shame, remorse. Sad, but there was always a sadness to them as he pondered the endless questions of mathematics. [color=#44b8ff]“You know my habits, Ettie. A busy mind never truly rests. Now that I’ve regained my grasp over the common tongue, how did you find the happy couple?”[/color]
Fate was a cruel mistress, though. The accusations laid at his family's feet were not easily brushed aside. Investigations were needed, proof that it was all a falsehood laid at the right feet before they could reclaim what was rightfully theirs. In the midst of this he had been sent elsewhere, as bitter penance. Only when he returned some months later that he’d understood how he’d been out-calculated.
Manchette had played the game and, with Rene’s inaction, won the prize of Ettie’s hand.
What followed had been weeks and months understanding this shadow opponent. Her safety was Rene’s concern, yet his current resources were nill to offer any intervention or rescue. With having to bide his time, depression would set in and while he maintained a careful ear to the ground, he wasn’t privy to every detail.
Her question about his appearance caused him to chuckle. His gaze shifted, nervous with what he might find in those reflecting back. His held shame, remorse. Sad, but there was always a sadness to them as he pondered the endless questions of mathematics. [color=#44b8ff]“You know my habits, Ettie. A busy mind never truly rests. Now that I’ve regained my grasp over the common tongue, how did you find the happy couple?”[/color]
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