Everything about the area is lushly understated. The grandeur of the buildings is subtle, even the tree branches that meet overhead seem to have been pruned just so, to give them a look of effortless elegance. A secretary leads me to a small waiting room lined with bookshelves and leaves me there to wait. A time piece ticks out the minutes, and I am brought a pot of tea to show me my place. Of course Garret will make me sit as long as possible. It’s traditional. All part of the bloodless war between the Houses. Finally, the secretary beckons for me to follow him, and I am led through the wide hall ways, to a room with an empty desk set before vast floor to ceiling windows, the curtains swept back. The sun pours through the glass, silhouetting Garret in the centre. He keeps himself still for a moment, giving me ample opportunity to be awed by his presence, I suppose. The room is heavy with scriv and I wonder what futures he was trying to predict, what paths he hopes to manipulate from this meeting.
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