The La Garre was easily the most upmarket establishment in all of Val Royeaux, while Royals themselves didn’t often grace it’s restaurant, it held a high standard. It’s dishes were all arranged and executed by the best chef’s of the season and nothing, nothing compared to their signature wine, the Forty Two. [color=#44b8ff]“Exactly you say?”[/color] A brow rose and then both knitted together into a frown. [color=#44b8ff]“Let me look at the figures, I’m certain there’s a way you can arrange a third. For your Birthday at least?” [/color]
Rene scoffed though as she hinted at his and Lucie’s luck at being born into a noble house. [color=#44b8ff]“My dear, do not sell yourself so short and entertain the fools of court. Marriage is not something to be taken so lightly.”[/color] His smile had fallen into bitter acknowledgement, he’d been engaged once… and then accusations and false charges had smeared the Dumont name until some months ago. Now they returned stronger, but he had lost his fiance, his to-be wife. Realising his sudden change in mood would worry her, Rene shook his head, grinning back at her cheekily, [color=#44b8ff]“might be you fall for the gardener? Now wouldn’t that be a thing.” [/color]
Chuckling, the professor stood meandering his way over to where his instruments case lay, partly expecting her to toss something from her pocket, aiming for his head likely. When it came to beliefs, Rene adopted a more pragmatic approach. There was the idea that some element eluded the understanding of the world around them, the invisible world beyond their comprehension, but he had yet to come across an equation to explain it.
Nestling the violin into it’s case, all Rene could offer was a shrug, [color=#44b8ff]“Evil does exist, in varying forms and ways, its not just people though people are mostly responsible. Religion acts to justify it by invoking a higher power they aren’t convinced is completely there. Certainly, there are those who find it infallible, but it is still fundamentally created by people, and people are not infallible.”[/color] Taking a rag he would clean the bow, gaze drifting off briefly before sucking in a deep breath and jostling his shoulders. [color=#44b8ff]“I guess that is why my religion is numbers. They never lie.”[/color]
Rene scoffed though as she hinted at his and Lucie’s luck at being born into a noble house. [color=#44b8ff]“My dear, do not sell yourself so short and entertain the fools of court. Marriage is not something to be taken so lightly.”[/color] His smile had fallen into bitter acknowledgement, he’d been engaged once… and then accusations and false charges had smeared the Dumont name until some months ago. Now they returned stronger, but he had lost his fiance, his to-be wife. Realising his sudden change in mood would worry her, Rene shook his head, grinning back at her cheekily, [color=#44b8ff]“might be you fall for the gardener? Now wouldn’t that be a thing.” [/color]
Chuckling, the professor stood meandering his way over to where his instruments case lay, partly expecting her to toss something from her pocket, aiming for his head likely. When it came to beliefs, Rene adopted a more pragmatic approach. There was the idea that some element eluded the understanding of the world around them, the invisible world beyond their comprehension, but he had yet to come across an equation to explain it.
Nestling the violin into it’s case, all Rene could offer was a shrug, [color=#44b8ff]“Evil does exist, in varying forms and ways, its not just people though people are mostly responsible. Religion acts to justify it by invoking a higher power they aren’t convinced is completely there. Certainly, there are those who find it infallible, but it is still fundamentally created by people, and people are not infallible.”[/color] Taking a rag he would clean the bow, gaze drifting off briefly before sucking in a deep breath and jostling his shoulders. [color=#44b8ff]“I guess that is why my religion is numbers. They never lie.”[/color]
04-01-2024, 04:01 PM
