Vincent turns a gaze on Kristoff for a moment as he harshly readjusts the sleeve. "An unfortunate mistake during one of my lessons in spellcraft. It heals slowly, that's all."
Unlike his father, Vincent is not so hesitant to lie outright. It was more a mistake of statecraft than of spellcraft that had lead to the injury.
He moves a pawn, pausing his offensive rush for the moment as the Romany catches his ear. "It would be... interesting. To see him as you still seem to."
He stands to stretch his legs for a moment, pouring himself a glass of mead from the decanter he had already set aside. There is one of a Latverian vintage as well, left nearer to Kristoff.
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