"Music's the best kind of legacy, in my opinion," Emerson said with a wistful smile. "The family name, the legacy... I think I'd rather be remembered for my music." He laughed. "Dad's probably turning in his grave." The family name and prestige had meant everything to his father, and in the end, that had been what had killed him.
"I'm probably a shitty teacher, but if I can teach Lucien how to hone his magic, I think I can help you learn how to read music," he said with a grin, reaching for a pile of sheet music and starting to sift through it.