As spares, they were allowed certain freedoms in their youth. To study, travel and enjoy the gift of being young, foolish, but not dangerously so. Rene’s mood could dip, where coaxing him out of his study only happened when his two best friends camped out with him, the encroaching company forcing him out back into reality. Her ways were always more successful. The flow between them almost symbiotic in its dance.
The tension of her upper body caused him to take a step forward, the distance still respectful to onlookers despite his arm almost brushing against hers. Even in this corner, watching the rest of the room, Rene wasn’t sure they were entirely unobserved. He wouldn’t risk implicating her in anything that could come back to harm her on the return to Manchette. [color=#44b8ff]“Well, my mind has been heavy… mistakes and… missing variables entirely will do that.” [/color]
To dissuade his hands from reaching out, Rene took a deep sip of his drink, swapping it out with his pipe and cradling the bell. The entire ceremony had been a bitter blow, every word and gesture uttered a stab to his body while his mind replaced bride and groom with others. In a way he was grateful for her coming, the dress distracted him from succomming to complete madness.
[color=#44b8ff]“I… believe so,” [/color]a small smile crept along his lips. [color=#44b8ff]“And Lucian’s position should only strengthen in time… hopefully. They at least have a fully reforged Dumont ally this time around.”[/color] Maker, he had missed this. Their game of hidden meanings, false and truth playing out simultaneously. [color=#44b8ff]“I’m still rather rusty… as you can tell by my colouring, social events are still not to my tastes.” [/color]
The tension of her upper body caused him to take a step forward, the distance still respectful to onlookers despite his arm almost brushing against hers. Even in this corner, watching the rest of the room, Rene wasn’t sure they were entirely unobserved. He wouldn’t risk implicating her in anything that could come back to harm her on the return to Manchette. [color=#44b8ff]“Well, my mind has been heavy… mistakes and… missing variables entirely will do that.” [/color]
To dissuade his hands from reaching out, Rene took a deep sip of his drink, swapping it out with his pipe and cradling the bell. The entire ceremony had been a bitter blow, every word and gesture uttered a stab to his body while his mind replaced bride and groom with others. In a way he was grateful for her coming, the dress distracted him from succomming to complete madness.
[color=#44b8ff]“I… believe so,” [/color]a small smile crept along his lips. [color=#44b8ff]“And Lucian’s position should only strengthen in time… hopefully. They at least have a fully reforged Dumont ally this time around.”[/color] Maker, he had missed this. Their game of hidden meanings, false and truth playing out simultaneously. [color=#44b8ff]“I’m still rather rusty… as you can tell by my colouring, social events are still not to my tastes.” [/color]
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