Ink Stains and Blotters

Sometimes it was hard for Lucien, being back in the family estate but knowing that even though they were able to get back the estate from the LaRues, they’d never be able to get back the family members who died at their hands. Having Ophelia, Alina and Maeve all there definitely helped, and now with the baby.

He found himself mesmerized by the mundane chaos of family life. The sounds of their laughter, the occasional squabble, and even Ophelia's hobbies brought him a sense of comfort. It was a stark contrast to the silence that used to pervade the estate, a reminder that even amidst loss, they were still a family.

After helping Maeve put the little one down for a nap, he made his way around the estate and eventually found himself outside the library. He decided to check in and see how Ophelia’s day was going. He’d been home a lot more since the baby was born, having taken a sort of paternity leave from the school for a few months. He didn’t want Maeve to have to shoulder all the parenting on her own.

Opening the door gently, he stepped into the slightly dimmed room, the familiar scent of old books and fresh ink greeting him. Seeing Ophelia he smiled and stepped further into the room. Just me. Thought I’d see what you were getting up to. Finally got the little one to lay down for a nap.