"If it's personal, maybe it would be better if you accompanied me."
They were already set to move in the direction of his study, but it was some distance away, through the long picture gallery.
Even when no one else was in the gallery, the painted faces watching from the walls ensured that it never felt like a particularly private location. It felt, instead, like being subject to the collective mild disapproval of generations of Valdemars, all at the same time.
They had nothing to disapprove of, however, except their own failures: if the family had declined to a point where he'd had to take their name to help preserve their status, those pieces had been in play for well over a century. New blood, Latimer blood and Daxter blood, had been their best hope, but it remained to be seen how it would play out. Life had an end, but time, he thought, did not, and he wondered when the results of the experiment would be decided.
If they spoke in his study, or perhaps the library, it would be more quiet, but if they spoke in the gallery, no one would have to continue to feign patience. He'd leave the decision to his brother. L began to walk, gesturing for Robin to follow.
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They were already set to move in the direction of his study, but it was some distance away, through the long picture gallery.
Even when no one else was in the gallery, the painted faces watching from the walls ensured that it never felt like a particularly private location. It felt, instead, like being subject to the collective mild disapproval of generations of Valdemars, all at the same time.
They had nothing to disapprove of, however, except their own failures: if the family had declined to a point where he'd had to take their name to help preserve their status, those pieces had been in play for well over a century. New blood, Latimer blood and Daxter blood, had been their best hope, but it remained to be seen how it would play out. Life had an end, but time, he thought, did not, and he wondered when the results of the experiment would be decided.
If they spoke in his study, or perhaps the library, it would be more quiet, but if they spoke in the gallery, no one would have to continue to feign patience. He'd leave the decision to his brother. L began to walk, gesturing for Robin to follow.