To hold my tongue except when I try to pray...
He watches the form of the gray striped guard wander away into the depths of the house. Reinhart knows that he should know this guard's name, but he doesn't. It has been a long time since he cared enough to ask anyone working for his family their name. Part of him knows that it's cruel, but it isn't out of classism. It is because he does not know why anyone would want to find themselves employed by House Vogelstein. They are unfortunate for that reason alone, and so he judges them. Time passes slowly as he peers into the rafters as if they will give him any answers or solace. Reinhart has half a mind to take up refuge in some other court far from here.
That would never work in Novus though, House Vogelstein persisted even beyond the reaches of Denocte. At least those courts wouldn't have the same bad memories. They wouldn't have left a bad taste in his mouth or turned their backs on him. Reinhart could be relatively invisible. Movement caught his eye and he spotted the form of the guard and a lady he does not recognize. Her face is porcelain against a sleek black frame. Her hair spills down her dark shoulders in similar gray tones. There is a collection of red near the base of her tail, but Reinhart can't make out what it is from this distance. He waits until they are closer before he murmurs softly to the guard. "Thank you." At the very least, as unfortunate as he thinks the guard is, at least he is polite...
Reinhart turns his attention to the woman whose face looks like a ghost to him. "I believe... congratulations are in order? I'm Reinhart and a member of the Denocte House Vogelstein." He introduces himself. If he lives here, the least he can do is tell the woman overseeing the house his name.
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That would never work in Novus though, House Vogelstein persisted even beyond the reaches of Denocte. At least those courts wouldn't have the same bad memories. They wouldn't have left a bad taste in his mouth or turned their backs on him. Reinhart could be relatively invisible. Movement caught his eye and he spotted the form of the guard and a lady he does not recognize. Her face is porcelain against a sleek black frame. Her hair spills down her dark shoulders in similar gray tones. There is a collection of red near the base of her tail, but Reinhart can't make out what it is from this distance. He waits until they are closer before he murmurs softly to the guard. "Thank you." At the very least, as unfortunate as he thinks the guard is, at least he is polite...
Reinhart turns his attention to the woman whose face looks like a ghost to him. "I believe... congratulations are in order? I'm Reinhart and a member of the Denocte House Vogelstein." He introduces himself. If he lives here, the least he can do is tell the woman overseeing the house his name.
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... try to breathe words out, But I’ve got nothing to say
