“Daphnel,” Endymion had returned easily, taking the wave for an invitation to join him, and by the time he was a few sips into his drink, he had made himself quite comfortable there.
At least until Daphnel mentioned meeting a member of his family. Oh dear. Victor Daphnel was fun, see; easy enough to get on with; and fairly normal, too, which meant that he really didn’t deserve to have to meet any other Dempseys. (Why else would Endymion spend so much of his time at the club?)
“Oh no, which one?” Endymion asked, blowing out a breath in anticipation and hoping for everyone’s sake that it had been Lycoris, since she tended to be the most cordial of the bunch. At any rate, hopefully the interaction had been something to laugh off or just slightly eyebrow-raising and not a complete disaster. He grinned, although there was a touch of trepidation in it. “I’m afraid the complaints office is closed today.” (He was joking. Mostly joking.)
At least until Daphnel mentioned meeting a member of his family. Oh dear. Victor Daphnel was fun, see; easy enough to get on with; and fairly normal, too, which meant that he really didn’t deserve to have to meet any other Dempseys. (Why else would Endymion spend so much of his time at the club?)
“Oh no, which one?” Endymion asked, blowing out a breath in anticipation and hoping for everyone’s sake that it had been Lycoris, since she tended to be the most cordial of the bunch. At any rate, hopefully the interaction had been something to laugh off or just slightly eyebrow-raising and not a complete disaster. He grinned, although there was a touch of trepidation in it. “I’m afraid the complaints office is closed today.” (He was joking. Mostly joking.)
