He had never been well versed in dissuading those of the fairer sex in his life. Woman. Fickle and troublesome creatures, he’d compare them to his unease around horses, but that would be unfair and unaired for fear of a hard slap across the face and a severe beating to his manhood. No. There were times, albeit few, where Rene knew to hold his tongue when a stray thought ran through his mind.
The death, however, of such a figure in a prominent family was not an easy passing. Especially those in the spotlight of Royalty. Orlais had its own troubles, but mercifully it hadn’t greatly affected him or his lot in recent years. The dissolved charges and refutable evidence they were fabricated had been enough of a deterrent, his aid to Lucian and his family cementing their loyalty to the crown all the more. For now, they were comfortable and relatively safe.
It gave him some relief that her lead was at least based on some fact and from a reliable source. [color=#44b8ff]“Good, but do not go off into the wind without leaving us directions, details.” [/color]While Frankie may be well and truly dead, Rene would count on his ghost haunting him if anything should happen to his darling sister.
The hesitation was noted, but not commented on. He had to chuckle, bitterly aware of the meaning and understanding of her turn of phrase. [color=#44b8ff]“It fades, well, the pain is never gone, more numbed. Never gone or forgotten though.”[/color] Once accepted, Rene poured her a well measured glass, his own he poured almost to the brim. [color=#44b8ff]“Yes, how often I too, try to return to those fleeting moments.” [/color]
With a sigh, he’d offer his glass out in toast. [color=#44b8ff]“To… an eccentric, brash, talented and altogether beautiful and complicated man. We are better for knowing him, saddened to lose him, but honoured to carry his memory.”[/color]
The death, however, of such a figure in a prominent family was not an easy passing. Especially those in the spotlight of Royalty. Orlais had its own troubles, but mercifully it hadn’t greatly affected him or his lot in recent years. The dissolved charges and refutable evidence they were fabricated had been enough of a deterrent, his aid to Lucian and his family cementing their loyalty to the crown all the more. For now, they were comfortable and relatively safe.
It gave him some relief that her lead was at least based on some fact and from a reliable source. [color=#44b8ff]“Good, but do not go off into the wind without leaving us directions, details.” [/color]While Frankie may be well and truly dead, Rene would count on his ghost haunting him if anything should happen to his darling sister.
The hesitation was noted, but not commented on. He had to chuckle, bitterly aware of the meaning and understanding of her turn of phrase. [color=#44b8ff]“It fades, well, the pain is never gone, more numbed. Never gone or forgotten though.”[/color] Once accepted, Rene poured her a well measured glass, his own he poured almost to the brim. [color=#44b8ff]“Yes, how often I too, try to return to those fleeting moments.” [/color]
With a sigh, he’d offer his glass out in toast. [color=#44b8ff]“To… an eccentric, brash, talented and altogether beautiful and complicated man. We are better for knowing him, saddened to lose him, but honoured to carry his memory.”[/color]
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