Re: August, 2014
Will suddenly understood what it was his protégé Jessie was always going on about. He’d just been asked to go have drinks with Baron Braddock, after receiving a beautiful gift of the royal. Omen had dreamed about it the night before and quickly dismissed it as foolish before his head left the pillow. Will smiled, and then blushed hard enough that he had to look away from the reflection of Britannic, but it was still only the tip of the iceberg, and didn’t show the volcano of blissful emotions inside. "I’m surprised, but I can’t think of anything I’d rather do..."