{ how you do anything, is how you do everything. the marquis is a man with little patience and violent tendencies, but maybe he can learn to love }
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The Marquis de Gramont did everything with grace, with refinement standing back to back with impulsiveness, aligned to serve his reputation and indulgence in a life of unfathomable wealth. And while he may have been a ruthless, powerful lord employed by the High Table, he fortunately could be gentle with the things he found most fascinating and dear to him.
Very gentle.
Soft music drifted through the empty ballroom, as he held you in his embrace, swaying gently with no urgency at all. The room smelled warm and sweet, and Vincent himself of a heavenly caramel fragrance. He would shush you, telling you to let him take care of you, telling you to relax and just enjoy the moment, and rest his chin atop your head, buried in your soft hair.