nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,
Still a bit embarrassed by the fact that he'd gotten a bit carried away with himself, especially when it pertained to a matter that most people tended to disagree with him on, Nikolas settled back on the desk he'd been sitting on before, this time simply leaning back into it. He sighed heavily and gave a slight grin as he looked over at Lucy.
This was one of his favorite topics to talk about, even if he would, again, be talking about himself. Could you blame him for being excited about it? At least he liked what he was going to do when he graduated, which he figured was more than he could say for some.
"Oh. My mum's family is quite...well-known in Sweden and a few of the other Scandinavian countries. They've been breeding and dealing in magical creatures over there for several centuries. Anyway, it's a big business but it's been passed down over the years and my mum's said she's going to pass it to me when she retires from it."
He cleared his throat and flicked his eyes up to Lucy's face to see if she was still listening. "So when I finish here I'm probably going to do sort of an apprenticeship, under her, learn everything I haven't already." Now would not be the time to breech the subject of his arranged marriage. Not many people outside of his house new about that, and he wanted to keep it that way. The whole thing seemed ridiculous.