"Will we ever be rid of that woman?" he practically growls, going back to his seat. He isn't sipping from his glass, it's more of a prop than anything else for the time being. Something to do with his hands as he tries to work his way through everything his sister has unpacked so far.
"Who was the Regent, anyway?" Probably not anyone he'd known, but worth the ask anyway.
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"Who was the Regent, anyway?" Probably not anyone he'd known, but worth the ask anyway.