Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160622025824

"Competition?  ...What...?" I stammer.

"Let's not worry about that, darling.  Aurum, dear, would you please take sir Praetor to the upper loft, and lay out some clothes?"

"Of course, mother.  Please, follow me, Lording." Aurum leads Praetor away.

Regina turns to Hound. "I beg your pardon, sir.  It's my pleasure to meet you.  Please, let's step inside; it's going to rain soon, I believe."

We move inside. I look at Hound. "Not that I'm sorry to see you, but what brings you all the way out here?"