The Broken Hourglass Monday Update
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Desonir Aenarii clapped him on the shoulder then, gifting Maron with a glimmer of emotion somewhere between friendship and brotherhood. "Because he loves me. I never really thought about it that way until recently, but I have the right of it now. I spent years thinking of him as some pitiable, washed-out old coward, when in reality it wasn't that he couldn't take his Council seat back and crush me like any other young upstart who had tried before. He was not afraid. He was not beaten. He was simply a man who cared for his son more than his power. He let me win."
Aenarii closed his eyes, and Maron promptly looked away. He suspected that this private moment was more than the Master had intended to share, but it was comforting. The elder Aenarii had sacrificed to make a place for his son in the world. If the sentiment was correct, the Patronas and his mother would likely see eye to eye when they came face to face. No small feat, that.
"Go." Aenarii slapped Maron's shoulder once more in camaraderie and pushed him toward the door before turning back to the window. "Bid my father good health. Tell him... tell him that when the troubles in town settle, I would very much like to see him. With his permission--make certain to ask him that."
