Aleron understands that some people choose to wage their brand of warfare under the guise of glittering social events. He even is given to understand that they are meant to be entertaining and pleasant. The last time in his life he truly felt that way was when he and his sisters snuck out of the night nursery to watch the dancers from the upstairs gallery and attempt to filch a bite of cake before being trundled back to bed by Nanny. He, naturally, took the blame for all his sisters being out of bed.
In brooding silence, he nurses the same single glass of wine he's had all evening. His stoicism breaks only for a long-suffering sigh. "How bad has it been for you?"
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Aleron understands that some people choose to wage their brand of warfare under the guise of glittering social events. He even is given to understand that they are meant to be entertaining and pleasant. The last time in his life he truly felt that way was when he and his sisters snuck out of the night nursery to watch the dancers from the upstairs gallery and attempt to filch a bite of cake before being trundled back to bed by Nanny. He, naturally, took the blame for all his sisters being out of bed.
In brooding silence, he nurses the same single glass of wine he's had all evening. His stoicism breaks only for a long-suffering sigh. "How bad has it been for you?"