My, my. For all our differences, we have so much in common!
[ Claude leans on the counter, chin cradled in his palm, mouth curved in a coquettish grin as he sweeps the coins into his own pouch behind the counter. ]
Duke von Riegan, at your service. Though around here, you can call me Claude. Everyone else does.
[ Most of his peers do at home, too. There's not a lot of standing on status around him, for better or for worse; he knows most have a difficult time accepting his social standing, considering how new he is to his role. ]
One's enemies will always exaggerate in the most outlandish ways possible. Without much credibility, but there's no better way to discredit someone than to spread rumour after rumour, Your Grace. Or shall I call you something else, now that we've all been disavowed of our titles?
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[ Claude leans on the counter, chin cradled in his palm, mouth curved in a coquettish grin as he sweeps the coins into his own pouch behind the counter. ]
Duke von Riegan, at your service. Though around here, you can call me Claude. Everyone else does.
[ Most of his peers do at home, too. There's not a lot of standing on status around him, for better or for worse; he knows most have a difficult time accepting his social standing, considering how new he is to his role. ]
One's enemies will always exaggerate in the most outlandish ways possible. Without much credibility, but there's no better way to discredit someone than to spread rumour after rumour, Your Grace. Or shall I call you something else, now that we've all been disavowed of our titles?