Adaria found it a perfectly reasonable question. Lucien could prepare all he liked, but a spy would find their way in somehow. While she had enjoyed all the privileges and perks of her birthright her parents and even her grandmother ensured she understood what their power was built on. Sometimes though, one had to exaggerate, dramatise an upset less the nobility think you too liberal with the lower classes.
Her closest confidant had been called a servant, but he was family. He had been family.
She brushed the thoughts of Alfred from her mind, her guilt made no difference here so, she continued to follow behind the vagrant found in the hallway. Side-eyeing him, Adaria appraised his outfit. [color=#9a00b2]“Clearly you don’t. Who matches a satin jacket with a linen undercoat?”[/color] Her eyes rolled, not particularly interested in the particulars of his family issues, she had enough of those herself. [color=#9a00b2]“So… you’ll do what instead of your duty? Knit?”[/color]
Drawing her hands behind her, Adaria mused, a brow arched. [color=#9a00b2]“On second thoughts you may be that terrible a Baron, you may actually survive the Game. Such rose-coloured spectacles you have Mr Baron of Colline.” [/color]
Her closest confidant had been called a servant, but he was family. He had been family.
She brushed the thoughts of Alfred from her mind, her guilt made no difference here so, she continued to follow behind the vagrant found in the hallway. Side-eyeing him, Adaria appraised his outfit. [color=#9a00b2]“Clearly you don’t. Who matches a satin jacket with a linen undercoat?”[/color] Her eyes rolled, not particularly interested in the particulars of his family issues, she had enough of those herself. [color=#9a00b2]“So… you’ll do what instead of your duty? Knit?”[/color]
Drawing her hands behind her, Adaria mused, a brow arched. [color=#9a00b2]“On second thoughts you may be that terrible a Baron, you may actually survive the Game. Such rose-coloured spectacles you have Mr Baron of Colline.” [/color]
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