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Harrison had scoffed when Corin mentioned the eldest Lady of the Aurelia family that Ilyas had left them for. He still could not believe in Ilyas audacity but perhaps he should believe in it after all he had known Ilyas for how long? Ah yes since he was 8/9 but he had never seen something as audacious as this truthfully. Since when too did Ilyas speak to the ellis girl? In every social outing that they had gone to where the con artist was there, Harrison had never seen them interacting, well then again Ilyas never interacted with much people in high society he was not already on friendly terms in deed. “He had left us to bother a con artist? To bother he is not close with? Am i perhaps missing something?” Because this was not the ilyas he had called friends with for long- or perhaps it was but Harrison had also been busy himself with ‘things’ to pay attention to that.
Harrison had chuckled when Corin had said that he would not mind if Harrison had threw a fist at Ilyas face, “Please don’t call me Lord Davis when we are alone, we are friends or at least we shall become friends. Harrison is the proper title,” Sure Harrison was Lord Davis, or better yet Earl Davis but truthfully with friends he had no time for such formalities. Formalities only existed when he was quite angry with the friend or they were in more public places were Harrison would have to be less of a Harrison and more of a ‘davis’ more proper, and perhaps today he should have been that, control his emotions better- be more proper especially considering what day it was but Harrison today it seemed he did not have munch control of his emotions, it was truthfully a strange day. “You are quite I should not linger munch on it, otherwise I fear my head would explode with anger and I already thought of a way to get back at him… I just thought that- Never mind where were we again,”? Harrison asked lifting up his drink to cheer with Corin. Corin was truthfully a relaxing presence, Harrison truly wondered what was his story? What was his life like. He wondered how many days shall he take him if Corin stays here for the season for him to truly know Corin? "You know as I am trying to relax my mind, as hard as it seems to be for me- my mind is truly like the storms right now, I do wonder about you. Harrison admitted to Corin, “I am always interested in a tale of life, but it is to early for that let me wonder for a while instead, it will clear my head off.” Harrison tone was that of a jest but he truly did mean what he said- he wanted to learn of Corin but it was to early and definitely not the right time. "But if I may ask where do you come from? You are not an englishman that is for sure, after all if you were i would have heard much about you or seen you around, and your accent is not one of the english. If I may guess is it perhaps France? Is that your nation, Harrison asked leaning against the rock once more as his eyebrows scrunched to that of thoughts. Trying to clear his mind of the people that had displeased him today, to one that was sure to please him from now and for the future.
As they conversant and drank, Corin had decided to shift it to ladies- ahh he was looking for marriage was he now, and from te looks of it a lady with rank. Interesting, “I do know quite a lot of ladies, but I am not sure if they might please your taste as they please mine. Tell me apart from title what do you look for in a lady? because they are quite a lot of lovely ladies to meet here and I am glad to introduce them to you, I assume they would enjoy the mysterious allure you possess,” The last part was said teasingly, his lips curling into a foxxy smile and he had seen Corin laughing a little till he stopped his race returning to a blank expression.
Harrison pretended that his eyes were hurt, putting a hand over his eyes and hissed, “Ah the face of nothingness is getting getting to me, perhaps brighter than a smile. No one talks about how much a blank face can hurt. I can’t even look at you right now,” He jested putting his hands n the air as he looked away closing his eyes, before he reopened them, "Is there any reason you had stopped you laughter? I was quite enjoying it, it was quite a nice laughter. Truthfully, brought me at ease. I seem to be talking about myself much no? And how it brings me to ease when you my new dear friend seems quite stressed.