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Popping back into his old childhood home, truthfully, held no appeal to Amery. He found it boring and awash with older memories he had no use for. It reminded him a lot of the time he and Louisa spent together, but he didn't have much patience for those kinds of memories these days. However, being the ever-dutiful son he was, he made it his business to drop by every now and then, essentially to check the order of the household.

It was doubly convenient when he was informed that Miss Juliana Natalya was also in the house at this time.

He did feel somewhat guilty for threatening to "betray her trust." It was an immense surprise to hear, and Amery was concerned about the identity of the father, as well as deeply curious. Of course, he had to respect her wishes, but he did rather fancy that Grayson deserved to know as much as Amery did, and he was slightly concerned that they might be forced to draw sharp objects against each other again.

Thus, Amery would prefer it if, instead, they drew their blades against the father if that kind of emotional venting was needed.

But she really didn't need to be so petulantly upset with him, and he imagined that if he at least attempted to... apologize for his earlier behavior (but not fully retract it), it would mend some of the rift.

Well, that's what he assumed.

He knocked on the door and paused. "Juliana?"