So long, Daisy May

Charles was running from one place to another today. He was mainly stocking up on some things at home, like ink and letters and all that fun stuff. Not because he didn’t have an office in the castle where he had everything he needed, but for whenever the opportunity appeared that he could work from home. And well, his supplies there were running out. Charles used the same of everything, a different brand of ink or a different kind of paper it would send him into turmoil for nothing really. A problem he should probably look into some day, but right now that wasn’t important at all. It was rather cold outside, and he was nowhere near where he needed to be. Which annoyed him to no end, but well he wasn’t going to turn around and go home now that was certain.

As little white sprinkles landed on his dark hair he sighed. Nothing that truly bothered him. But if it was snowing now, then it meant that the ground underneath his feet would be getting slippery as well. And well, off course. When he turned a corner, he lost his footing on a rather slippery part and slid further down. Roughly crashing into someone who he caught in his arms, breaking her fall with his body. With his head on the stones he looked up at the white sky and groaned. ’I am terribly sorry, are you hurt? If so, I can bring you to a doctor.’ Ignoring the throbbing pain in his leg for a second. Eyes focusing on the woman in question. Someone he almost instantly recognized as a Grimaldi. Just his fucking luck.

An unexpected tumble to say the least. If anything Charles hadn’t expected to find himself underneath a woman like Giulia Grimaldi. Off course something like this had to happen to him of all people. The woman herself was rather fast on her feet again. Which made him smile shortly, it meant that she was okay. Good, no broken bones on his watch. When she did extend her hand, he took it. Pushing himself from the ground and back on his feet. Dusting the dirt of his clothes and looking back up. Giving her an apologetic smile. ’I am thank you, are you?’

But it had seemed like she had to be somewhere. ’Do you need to be somewhere in particular milady?’ Maybe they were headed in the same direction. If anything, a woman like her probably kept herself busy enough so. Briefly bending down and taking a few of the glass vials from the ground that had rolled out of the pocket of his jacket. Vials that had clearly been filled with ink prior to this.

The way her voice sounded made him shortly raise a brow. But he let it go. Glad that she was okay. If anything one could fall quite hard when it involved ice. Luckily for her, they didn’t need to pay a visit to his brother. Though he could only imagine how that story would go. Clarence would be fawning over the lady in question that much he knew. But he would make certain that she was indeed alright. Looking for hidden fractures and what more. Because that was simply who his brother was. Always wanting the best for others and making sure they were alright. Something that had rubbed off on him as well that he had to admit.

If anything, some small talk wouldn’t hurt, right? At least he didn’t really mind. While gathering the vials he looked back up at her, frowning when she spoke. What a coincidence this was. ’Mr. Lyall’s indeed.’ Charles shortly chuckled while getting up again, stuffing the little vials in his pocket for safekeeping. If anything that man had a knack for getting the best quality items. So needless to say, that was where Charles always went. ’Do you mind me walking with you then?’ He simply suggested. Not really knowing what to expect but in the end if she would decline then so be it. After all, he wasn’t going to force her into tagging along with him. ’I’m Charles by the way.’ And he did know who she was. Or at least he had an idea about who she was. But he wasn’t entirely sure just yet.

Running into one of the younger Grimaldi’ s hadn’t been on his list to be fair. If anything he hadn’t even been aware that she was around here in the first place. It certainly was a welcome surprise and while he’d actually loved to have some kind of small talk with her, she seemed very eager to get going already. Which was something he could understand. After all, they were all busy people. He brushed some snow off his jacket and hummed at her words.

Soon enough walking right next to her, towards Mr. Lyall’s. For a moment he looked at her. Not quite sure if he should speak but well. ’You often go to Lyall’s?’ Some pleasant smalltalk while on route, didn’t seem like too much right? But he was intrigued. If she did, then she was some kind of writer right? It had to be, who else would go through that much ink after all if it wasn’t for writing purposes? The weather did seem to take a turn for the worse. Which made him groan. Deciding on taking off his coat and looking at her. ’Take the coat. I’m not sure this weather is going to clear any time soon, and well. I don’t particularly want you to freeze or something.’ He chuckled ever so softly. Offering the coat to her, a smile lingering on his lips.