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"My lady," the hobbit said, pointedly shifting his gaze from Catherine to Josephine, pointedly washing his eyes across Ezekiel without registering his existence. "Madame has been done a disservice. I think she wishes now to begin the learning of her cover story. Fiction, alas, is so much more demanding then fact." The hobbit stepped aside, as the ladies exited in a flurry of sleep clothes and middle class frumpery. Turning to close the door to the drawing room behind them, the spins around again, and smiles embarrassedly at Ezekiel. "Monsieur Drake, you startle me. I did not see you come in by another route. Your timing is impeccable. You nearly had the misfortune of seeing Mademoiselle unready for company." | "My lady," the hobbit said, pointedly shifting his gaze from Catherine to Josephine, pointedly washing his eyes across Ezekiel without registering his existence. "Madame has been done a disservice. I think she wishes now to begin the learning of her cover story. Fiction, alas, is so much more demanding then fact." The hobbit stepped aside, as the ladies exited in a flurry of sleep clothes and middle class frumpery. Turning to close the door to the drawing room behind them, the spins around again, and smiles embarrassedly at Ezekiel. "Monsieur Drake, you startle me. I did not see you come in by another route. Your timing is impeccable. You nearly had the misfortune of seeing Mademoiselle unready for company." | ||
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Josephine followed in Katherine’s footsteps past the first floor and entered the hushed privacy of the second. The bedrooms would be here, if the townhouse followed convention, and she took in the details as she went. The ground floor had been finished in opulent wood paneling and oil paintings, with huge vases of flowers on occasional tables and jewel-toned Persian carpets underfoot. There were mementoes from foreign travels on display liberally sprinkled amongst the artwork, running the gamut from stuffed trophies from hunting trips to exotic weapons from aboriginal lands. Josephine recognized several paintings in the Pre-Raphaelite manner and thought the figures in them looked remarkably Eldren. Landscapes and still lifes made up the rest of the collection. Everything was arranged to show off the wealth and cultured tastes of the Fleming household, unequivocally meant to impress.<br><br> | Josephine followed in Katherine’s footsteps past the first floor and entered the hushed privacy of the second. The bedrooms would be here, if the townhouse followed convention, and she took in the details as she went. The ground floor had been finished in opulent wood paneling and oil paintings, with huge vases of flowers on occasional tables and jewel-toned Persian carpets underfoot. There were mementoes from foreign travels on display liberally sprinkled amongst the artwork, running the gamut from stuffed trophies from hunting trips to exotic weapons from aboriginal lands. Josephine recognized several paintings in the Pre-Raphaelite manner and thought the figures in them looked remarkably Eldren. Landscapes and still lifes made up the rest of the collection. Everything was arranged to show off the wealth and cultured tastes of the Fleming household, unequivocally meant to impress.<br><br> |