A meeting inside the old shop [Rayne]

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It was weird how one moment she was at this throat a bit and now there was a lull between the two, the silence that had begun to speak more words than three lifetimes put together. He could still hear the shuffling of the feet throughout the shop, the small whispers of the patrons yet he did not care about they were saying, he was a little too old for that. His attention however was fully on the woman in front of him whose words had sent a small shockwave through his body that for the first time in decades he could never understand. The moment she had spoke he had found himself staring at her awkwardly for a moment before smiling and nodding to her," It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintence Rayne Hermes, and allow me to apologize for calling you princess if it disturbed you. I guess I am a little too much of an old fashioned gentleman...My father rubbed off on me a little too much," chuckling for a moment he could still remember every moment with his father with vivid details, the memories of so long ago still bringing a smile to his face, but the regret was also there.

Now he did not know how to take her little comment about him liking things like this, but he supposed she was looking at it from a young mans point of view. Shaking his head he would smile and look to his various objects," Its something I have grown quite accustomed to. These antiques show how much dedication I went through just to get some of them, most being handed down to me by my ancestors from their sons and so forth," a bit of a lie, but he couldn't tell her that he was over hundreds of years old she might think he was insane.

His eyes however would simply loom over her for a moment before continuing," Whatever do you mean by that statement dear Rayne? Are you saying someone as young as me cannot enjoy the treasures of our past," not that he could even hold a laugh at that statement, but he had to be a little honest," I feel a lot older than I look and these antiques here are about some of the last things I have of my family line," pointing to a portrait that would be directly behind them, he would continue to speak," That one there holsters my family from generations ago...before the war supposedly," as he looked at the picture he could see himself, his brother, mother and father simply sitting there as a happy family and him as a kid.

Although the resemblance was something many with a keen eye could piece together, many just assumed it to be a family trait but nope that was just him. Leaning back onto the counter he would look back to her for a bit to see what she thought about the picture," Those were the good days from what I heard from my grandfatehr before he passed on, his tales regarding our family during that time were amazing. The Vale family line held one of the highest honor of keeping peace within the cities, the father in that picture and the red headed child went on to promote peace through different areas and were rumored to have met with a man whose ideals for peace caused one of them to follow his teachings. The only thing left from our family would be this," pulling out the pocketwatch from his pockets and showing it to her, there were a few names on it that could be made out and some that couldn't," This was passed down to me some years ago and it holds almost every name of our family in it. Although there was another name inside of it that didn't quite belong, but im sure that was just an inlaw or something," his name however had been in there twice, but the first had been removed by himself to assure no one caught on to his...life.