Every once in a while, Elias took a break from the paperwork and various meetings that came from being both Duke of Hartion and one of the more prominent patron of the arts. While he enjoyed what he did, even someone like him needed a break every once in a while. There was something to be had in his little day breaks whether it was interesting gems of gossip or finding new artists to welcome into his patronage. On rare occasions, he also had the opportunity to run into some reputable people.
“Why as I live and breathe! Is that Sir Cellis Riis Grá?” He approached the other graciously, giving a bow upon reaching him. “I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of formally meeting. I’m Elias Von Albers. What brings you to Hartion?”