Mango loco

There was some serious eye rolling going on at Addy’s words, some of them at least. He knew he shouldn’t let her get under his skin, but something about her, he just couldn’t seem to help himself. It wasn’t just that though, it was also the fact that she made him face some cold truths. Perhaps he wasn’t cut out to take over as Baron in Val Colline.

Not that he couldn’t suck it up and try to play the game better. It wasn’t that he was incapable so much as he didn’t care enough to try. Still, the conversation was proving enlightening where his choices were concerned. Perhaps it wasn’t really a choice after all, perhaps the obvious choice was staring himself in the face and he just hadn’t realised it until this conversation with Addy.

So, I don’t know them as well as my mother, but I assure you my platitudes aren’t empty. Lucien knows about my dog because I checked in with him when I arrived. I wasn’t going to have my dog in someone’s home without their knowledge. He was fine with it. The happy couple is quite fond of animals, in case that wasn’t something you were aware of. He has the prettiest grey parrot named Cricket up in his study. He paused, he hated getting long winded, but the more Addy talked, the more he wanted to say in return. Like a game of tennis, lobbing the ball back and forth.

The wellbeing of all my family is important to me, including that of my sisters. One of which would be taking the mantle of Baroness if I do not, and I wish to be sure it’s something she feels up to before burdening her with it. Do not mistake my desire not to play the game as meaning I can’t learn, I just wish to be absolutely sure first before I commit myself. Another eye roll, definitely another eye roll. She infuriated him, yet somehow the thought of just storming off and leaving her be felt out of the question. Which he didn’t quite understand why he felt that way, only that he did.