September 2nd, 1887 - Ros' Greenhouse
The Ministry was a problem.
There had not been peace within its walls since the announcement of the half-breed ban. Things had gotten worse after Miss Urquart was bitten by the werewolf. And now the vultures were circling. The Wizengamot was the worst of it, but the DMLE was no respite, either - Ross was worried about rallies that turned into riots, and riots that turned into bloodbaths.
He had spent the past two days working late, shuffling from his office to the Wizengamot and back again, and was nigh-exhausted by the time he was finally able to pop back to Bartonburg. He flooed into the sitting room of the Ross home and made a silly face at Rhiannon, who was playing with the nanny on the carpet.
He glanced at his watch. He was late, but at least not too late for dinner, and that wasn't going to make this any easier.
If Roslyn wasn't in the sitting room, she could usually be found in her greenhouses. Ross stepped out of the back door and through the yard - it was drizzling - and stepped into the greenhouse.
"How're they doing?" Ross asked, with a handwave towards the plants.
There had not been peace within its walls since the announcement of the half-breed ban. Things had gotten worse after Miss Urquart was bitten by the werewolf. And now the vultures were circling. The Wizengamot was the worst of it, but the DMLE was no respite, either - Ross was worried about rallies that turned into riots, and riots that turned into bloodbaths.
He had spent the past two days working late, shuffling from his office to the Wizengamot and back again, and was nigh-exhausted by the time he was finally able to pop back to Bartonburg. He flooed into the sitting room of the Ross home and made a silly face at Rhiannon, who was playing with the nanny on the carpet.
He glanced at his watch. He was late, but at least not too late for dinner, and that wasn't going to make this any easier.
If Roslyn wasn't in the sitting room, she could usually be found in her greenhouses. Ross stepped out of the back door and through the yard - it was drizzling - and stepped into the greenhouse.
"How're they doing?" Ross asked, with a handwave towards the plants.