"Big-shot," he scoffed, following her movements as she swayed back and forth. He liked to think he was, in a way, but he a social lesser compared to some of the other attendees. With a roll of his eyes, he added: "I would have much rather have been seated elsewhere. They could have seated me with Lionel Lupin and I might have at least accomplished some work." He probably wouldn't have in all reality, but he would've been saved from interrogation by the hotel owner's wife and the ladies at the table.
"I think Miss Valentine took time to speak to most eligible bachelors." Or he at least hoped she had; the thought of her singling him out with a real prophecy (if it could even be called that) was... unnerving. "Her assessment was about as vague as your or I could do." Even through his cool and collected tone, it didn't change the truth: Miss Valentine's description did not, in any way, match the woman he planned to marry.
"I think Miss Valentine took time to speak to most eligible bachelors." Or he at least hoped she had; the thought of her singling him out with a real prophecy (if it could even be called that) was... unnerving. "Her assessment was about as vague as your or I could do." Even through his cool and collected tone, it didn't change the truth: Miss Valentine's description did not, in any way, match the woman he planned to marry.
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