Ink Stains and Blotters

Lucien nodded, ok, that was good, he hadn’t slept through Thursday! He wasn’t usually the sort to lose track of time, but with the odd sleeping hours because of baby Vincent, suddenly Lucien couldn’t remember if he was coming or going some days.

He smiled at Ophelia's offer of help, grateful for her steadfast presence in their lives. That means a lot, Ophelia. Thank you. I'll be sure to let you know if we need help, though I'm sure Maeve will appreciate the cooking more than me trying to cook! He said with a chuckle, thinking of his less than stellar cooking skills. Then he thought about something and realised there was something that Ophelia could help with.

Actually, I still have those boxes of things I need to go through since we retook the estate. The place was a mess, and at the time, a lot of the papers and books and things I just tossed into some boxes to go through later. The LaRues had made a right mess out of the study. It’s nothing urgent of course, but there’s probably some books in those boxes that should be in the library. Then he realised he didn’t want it to sound like an order. I mean if you’d like to of course. Granted he knew she wouldn’t take it as an order, but he said it just the same.