September 14th, 1888 - Lukeson Home, London
It had been well over a month since Avril's return. School season was underway, Sybille had gone off to her first year of school, as had King and Jolie, and work was far more active than it had been over summer. Concern parents had been sending in owls over worries of lasting effects from the magic stealing fog. Not that these concerns were looked into too much. Especially when these worries were brought on by the silly columns of Witch Weekly. Ace could hardly understand as to why people obsessed over such rumor based reading material.
Having barely spoken to his sister since her return, he blamed her lack of leaving the house on recovery. While that was a bit true, at this point it was mainly to make a point. They had just lost so much in their lives, and she had risked her own loss of life. How was that fair to him, or their siblings? Both parents were gone, Avril was his responsibility. What on earth had she been thinking? She almost died, and he didn't really have it in his heart to forgive so easily. The thought of their siblings in mourning for even longer was simply too much for him to handle. Loosing another sibling was just too much to handle.
Hearing a knock at the office door, he looked up. "Come in" He stated, looking back to his paperwork for a moment before looking up once more to address who was entering.
Having barely spoken to his sister since her return, he blamed her lack of leaving the house on recovery. While that was a bit true, at this point it was mainly to make a point. They had just lost so much in their lives, and she had risked her own loss of life. How was that fair to him, or their siblings? Both parents were gone, Avril was his responsibility. What on earth had she been thinking? She almost died, and he didn't really have it in his heart to forgive so easily. The thought of their siblings in mourning for even longer was simply too much for him to handle. Loosing another sibling was just too much to handle.
Hearing a knock at the office door, he looked up. "Come in" He stated, looking back to his paperwork for a moment before looking up once more to address who was entering.

