Who: Mabelle and Michel What: Meeting at some social gathering! When: Some time after her father's beheading. Where: Somejerk's house
He didn't want to be there. He really didn't. There were at least a hundred other things he would've rather done that evening. In fact, as he stood there in the parlor of a stranger's house listening to some other men chitchat about serious issues and suspicions, Michel was making a mental list in his head of each and every thing he would have to do when he finally got the time. However, saying no to his uncle was not something he ever did. Not because he felt threatened to comply so much as he just wanted to continue making his uncle proud. Mobius was an important man who had Michel at his right hand, and that's not something he wanted to change.
Even if didn't care for spending his whole evening with people he didn't particularly know well, he felt honored to be attending in his uncle's place. Well, mostly honored. Partly he just enjoyed the free wine. He took another drink from the glass he had been handed and glanced around the room for any familiar faces.