Gifts between the wealthy were inevitably pointless in terms of monetary value, something both clan heads knew and had lived. This was the nature of privilege, the nature of the world they were each in and in a way that understanding could be gift enough in and of itself. What she had gotten him was simply alcohol, the offer of company partnered with it. “You look filled with holiday spirit. I’d expect no less~”
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The tranquility of his solitude had been disrupted by the usual suspect, and for that he’s unsurprised. All the same thin brow twitches at the sound of her footsteps and head turns to face as words are finally spoken. He recognizes when she’s teasing, though he makes no immediate comment. “It’s better this way,” he replies after a moment, “As I have my peace of mind.”
The nobleman eyes what’s in her possession briefly then moves somewhat so that she may sit alongside him. “And your birthday as well. You have many reasons to be celebrating these past two weeks.”
