Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't.
Break whistled a tune as he followed Raven, some old melody to a song his lady favored about an unfaithful prince. He idly swung his cane in his hand as they walked, His single eye was stationary but still searching for a flash of red or blond hair. He would not like to be interrupted by that gray rat or nosy Duke when he had plotting to do.
Raven was a lovely tool, Break knew he would do anything required of him to get his master back, without balking. It perhaps said much about his mental stability, but it certainly made the other man malleable.
He sat at the table noting the room was empty as they entered. He also noticed something else.
"Oh dear, no cakes and biscuits? Raven, why don't you attend to that as well?"
[private to a_lost_raven]
Raven was a lovely tool, Break knew he would do anything required of him to get his master back, without balking. It perhaps said much about his mental stability, but it certainly made the other man malleable.
He sat at the table noting the room was empty as they entered. He also noticed something else.
"Oh dear, no cakes and biscuits? Raven, why don't you attend to that as well?"
[private to a_lost_raven]