[Albert doesn't know when he walked into this... But one moment he was in the greenhouse and the next he was surrounded by unrelenting heat, his vision distorting as his hands were licked by flames.
Now he stands here, thinking he's alone, his mind traveling back to his youth... But the building isn't the same. No, this isn't his childhood home. This isn't the manor in Noctium, either. It's their manor in London. He knows that after a moment, when he sees a shattered picture frame on the ground, the edges of the small portrait curling in the heat.
Turning around, he sees Louis, and his heart sinks.]
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Now he stands here, thinking he's alone, his mind traveling back to his youth... But the building isn't the same. No, this isn't his childhood home. This isn't the manor in Noctium, either. It's their manor in London. He knows that after a moment, when he sees a shattered picture frame on the ground, the edges of the small portrait curling in the heat.
Turning around, he sees Louis, and his heart sinks.]
Louis?