Guest Posted October 14, 2016 Share Posted October 14, 2016 OOC: Continued from here. “Ah, is he? Baintree.” John said contemplatively. John’s mind, stuffed as it was with knowledge of families and relations, began to traverse the trees. The current duke had some Cavendish blood in him and Cavendish had some Howard in him from his mother, but John didn’t recognize the title. Then again, there were an awful lot of Howards. “I d-d-don’t believe I do. I’ll thank you for the introduction.” John was probably not a welcome sight to a Howard, but such was life. “Winter is a t-t-time of great need.” John commented on how crowded London was. He thought it was probably the bitter cold of winter rather than Christmas cheer that drove them together. Regardless, that and Christmas inclined him to charity. He smiled easily when she thanked him for his arm. He was glad of her hold of it. She inquired after his family, “Well, well.” John said, deciding to gloss over Devonshire’s ailing health. It was a dark thought. “Two sisters and a b-b-brother. I hardly see them these d-d-days.” John said in the tone remarkably like a father lamenting his children didn’t come to visit him as often. Not so much as concerned as lamenting the inevitable drift. “I w-w-will miss Christmas in the country, I think.” John mused, thinking of familial moments. The two strolled away from church, heading towards the palace. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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