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That was enough. More then enough. It would surprise anyone that Elliot wasn’t yelling though his speech, but hearing his thoughts, everything his friend thought of, planned for the future… that was nice to hear. It felt good, and it made Leo want to try and become a better person then he is. To become strong like Elliot, someone who was hot-tempered, but admirable in many aspects. Where on earth would Leo start off with?
Though thinking of where to begin allow the Baskerville to let out a light laugh. Nothing really has changed. “Elliot, where do I even begin when it comes to you. Of course you would be the one that would come up with something so wishful that it might just come true.”
Unable to help himself, Leo gloss his hand over the piano keys, picking out key points in his friend’s response. “Well- you know I had my reasons for staying quiet. I wasn’t even sure what was going on, and withholding secrets from you is despicable of me as your servant… and as your friend.” Both admitting their mistakes and flaws in front of one another felt like a huge weight was lifting from the boy’s body.
“You’ll become a fine Duke. Someone who the Nightray family desperately needs. I doubt it will take you long to earn the trust of the others in charge. No doubt you would win over the Vessalius’ hearts. The Baskervilles need to reclaim their own reputation as well now that I think about it. No thanks to a certain someone I’m glad you never had the please of meeting.” ‘And he never will.’
“Though rebuilding the House of Fianna… that seems like a good place to start. You’ll get enough recognition from doing so. Not to mention you’ll make plenty of children happy. You always did appear like a ‘big brother’ to them after all.” A light chuckle before his hands press slowly on the lighter notes of the piano keys. “And you will most certainly make Lady March very happy with your proposal. It will make you both very happy.” It would make Leo happy to see his former Master happy with the people he loves so much. Now when it came back to asking what he was going to do… well, the answer would be somewhat textbook.
“Just as you will try, I would need to restore the Baskerville name. Suddenly becoming the head of a family was not my intention, nor it ever was. That’s something I won’t run from… I’ll have to face whatever troubles lie for a Master head on. To care of the Core- to treat it kindly and make sure it’s never used for someone’s selfish wish. Us Baskervilles have a longer lifespan then the average person. perhaps it’s some kind of curse… but at least I know I have enough time to fix the mess the past Glens left behind. And… I want to see if I would be allowed forgiveness. Real forgiveness. From everyone I cast away because I just didn’t care what happened with myself. Just as I asked, just stay a little mad at me. I’ll have to tell Mitexi the same thing… I don’t want either of you to let me off that easily. i want to work for it.” Leo stopped glossing over the keys, clenching his fist- unable to express how much he wants to work for their own trust. No matter what Elliot said before- he would still need to take some responsibility. It’ll make him feel better.
“That last part is a selfish request but I would like that still. And that is my current plan. Long and calculating… but with the right people around, something I will cherish.”
Elliot listens. Without expressing disagreement or passing judgement, he listens. In his opinion Leo didn’t owe the Baskervilles anything, but what mattered was that Leo had embraced the title and responsibility. A part of Elliot was still accepting the changes and coming to know the sides of Leo that he didn’t show before, and it would start by getting to know the Leo who was both his old friend and one of the Baskervilles.
He doesn’t follow everything Leo says about the Core and the Baskervilles, but the part about having to fix up a mess someone else left behind? That he understood.
“The head of the Baskervilles. That’s a heavy title to carry. Restoring their reputation may be even more difficult than restoring the Nightray’s. Seeing you this determined will keep me determined.“
Yes, it would seem they both had their work cut out for them. Even though they had just reunited, there would be other responsibilities separating them now, but if you were to ask him, Elliot felt confident about the future.
Come to think of it, in the past, the Nightrays were said to be close to the Baskervilles. Their reputations had fallen together after the Tragedy of Sablier. Now, a hundred years later, perhaps they could rise together.
At Leo’s request, he let out a huff. “You don’t know how long I spent being angry. If I think about it now, I might start to feel angry again.” He learned even his temper had a limit. At some point, he just had to accept that he couldn’t force Leo to think the way he did. “But like I kept telling you, there’s no point dwelling on the past. I realized I was trying to force you to return to someone who you couldn’t be anymore because I was afraid of losing you, too. You don’t know what you put us through, taking off like that. I wouldn’t want to live through that time ever again...but I wouldn’t take it back either. Not when what happened brought us all together.” The people he’d come to cherish more than words can describe had helped him through. What he thought he’d lost, he’d found again. So though it was painful, he wasn’t resentful. But if Leo thought he was getting off easy, he was wrong.
“I’m not going to stay angry, but that doesn’t mean I’ll go easy on you. Everything you said just now, I’ll hold to you. I’ll be looking to see the kind of house the Baskervilles will become. And you should look forward to seeing the Nightray house and the House of Fianna when I’m through. I won’t allow you to get discouraged.” He played a chord on the piano that rang strong and loud. “That includes your playing as well.”













