May 20, 2008 19:18
While he may not be hungry, he is restless, and that's why Henry Fitzroy is prowling around the upper floor of the mansion silently, frowning at the floor, tapping a red pencil against his chin thoughtfully. Pausing at the end of a hallway with a window, he looks out to examine the grounds. He'd welcome some company and a distraction.
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