A Business of repute (ADELAIDE/Nate)

[maximiliennoelvier]

Business was in the Lavier family, as Max's father always tried to tell Maxi and his brothers even though they were aristocrats business was always important. His father always used their ammunition's and weapons factories to highlight this to them. Maxi though had no care for it, yeah he might end up helping out but unlike his oldest suck up brother this was not going to be his ultimate goal. Maxi would rather do something with his writing and become a writer well known or not, however apart from that he still had no idea what he wanted to, he knew for sure though that the business was not what he wanted. Maxi did though have some interest in how is father worked and how he got his deals and such, the only bit he had any interest in. Today would be a great today to find out, on the other hand he would still end up bored to tears, which was why he had brought stuff to grab his attention such as his writing notes and a few books. It was just to be Maxi and his father, where were they going you ask? to one of the other estates in France to meet the Somers family, his father was going to be secure a business deal with them they had already been working on something before, it was successful so why not again?

The Lavier family had been very rich for years and apart of the French aristocracy for centuries, though it had fled to England only to come back, one of its main sources of power, influence and money had always been in the business sector of things such as arms and munitions as it was now. It was his father recently who brought the family back up from where Max's grandfather had left it. His father had reputation of making sound and very good business deals that usually ended with more success than they did failures, another reason the younger lad wished to at least see him in action, which is what his father wanted after all. He would not be going to learn about it though which was what his father would rather. Maxi did look up to his father in how well he did in his line of work, though everything else just put him off like his motto for the poor and the family motto itself.

It was midday when they finally arrived at the manor house of the Somers family. It was beautiful day the sun was shining high above in the sky, and it highlighted the grace of the house and its gardens. The Manor house was of course the size of most maybe a tiny bit bigger. The gardens had been obviously looked after and tended to by a women's hand no doubt as his father would have said. There was a rosy smell in the air granted by the various flowers that grew among the flower bed all delivering their own punch to the atmosphere of the garden. There was a small pond guard well by a stone railing; the pond housed some fish who began bobbling along the surface without a care in the world. The House itself seemed worthy of a king and maxi lacked the words to describe it. He could not help but wonder how much money went into this Peaceful section of land, the birds chirped happily in the trees the House silent but its shadow cast far and wide.

Maxi studied the garden taking the naturalness of it in, it was nice to see a place that had so much nature and yet to be defiled by humanity, it seemed a place that had yet to know the suffering of the world beyond it. He stopped to watch two squirrels dart about playfully chasing each other along the grass before vanishing with a burst of gleeful speed up the nearby tree. Maxi realized he had fallen behind and quickly cleaned his glasses before going to catch up with his father who had already rung the doorbell.

[adelaide]

Lady Adelaide was used to being bored out of her mind, while her grandfather sat in the library conducting business. She guessed that it wasn’t really his fault that he didn’t spend much time with her. Adelaide was used to the company of her grandmother and her dogs more than anything. She loved her little private moments where she could slip away and be on her own away from all the loneliness of the massive house that seemed nothing more than a prison to the young woman, the gardens gave her the homely feel but to Adelaide they masked the prison she lived in. Tight brown curls hung down her back resting against the lace of the dress she wore the light green shone through the white lace. This was her way of feeling better, spending her grandparent’s money. Adelaide sat at the mirror in her room while the maid fussed with her hair. Perfection was just key to Adelaide’s life always had been.

Tying her mother’s necklace around her neck the young woman sent away the maid as she looked herself over. Her grandfather had mentioned something about a father and son coming to the house to discuss business with him. She had been expecting it; it seemed that every day brought a new gentleman to conduct business with her grandfather. Adelaide stood up and headed to the door, pulling it open. Walking through the house she was struck by the familiarity of the building to her it was like it never changed that things would always be in the same place as they were because that was where they belonged. It seemed that belonging meant a big deal to her grandparents. Making her way down the staircase Adelaide let out a soft sigh, she was hoping her grandfather wasn’t expecting her to spend time with the son; it seemed to be something he liked to do.

Reaching the bottom, she sighed as she heard the door, she could hear voices as she made her way to the library, pushing the door open slowly. Adelaide smiled at her grandfather as she walked in “Good morning grandfather.” It was softly spoken as she sat down taking the book she had been reading from the table next to the chair. If he wanted her to leave he would stay but for now she would continue with her routine and right now that meant reading her book, without her grandmother’s interruption. The young English woman sometimes missed her own home and what it meant to her. She worried about a father who locked himself in his study and saw no one that was partly why her grandfather handled everything. There was no one else to handle it now that her father seemed to have hit rock bottom.

Adelaide was ready for another day of the same things in the same order, it very rarely changed unless her grandmother decided on something new to do or if her grandmother wanted to visit Paris otherwise she was stuck in this small world.

[maximiliennoelvier]

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The Servant was kind and polite, but then Maximilien supposed that in a way most servants had to be like that otherwise they could end up finding themselves out of a job, but to Maxi it seemed like a job that was pretty hard to please the people you work for, depending on who you worked for it must be a very horrible job for some of them. Maxi hoped that these people would be treated with a little more respect when things changed, they certainly needed it. Maxi would often treat the servants on the family estates rather kindly and they would treat him just as kindly, just because they were born into a lower class and worked a different job it did not mean they were any different from the higher classes. In fact at least they actually worked, unlike some people in the Aristocracy who inherited their money and did nothing but political stuff, including Maximilien himself, but he certainly planned to do something, just what he was not sure. Though what his father wanted and what the young boy wanted was two totally different things at the end of the day, while Maxi could care plenty about the poor or the lower classes, his father would spit and curse at the idea of socialising with any one in a class lower than his. The family motto itself was one example of this, also he may own those factories of his but he usually sent the oddest son these days to deal with the workers there. His father acted polite enough to the servant, however though Maxi could not see his face he knew from his body language that his father did not like her, and it was clearingly obvious. He walked past her giving her his top hat he was wearing and he turned to the servant gesturing to the door to one of the rooms. "In there?" He asked calmly though having turned to face her and Maxi, Maxi could now see the look of distaste and annoyance in his eyes that easily betrayed his calm tone, the servant just squeaked out a yes and his father opened the door and swept into the room. How cruel father, you could of least of shown some decency, not that he said that out loud of course but the flicker of annoyance that crossed the young lad's face certainly told anyone what he thought of that. Maxi turned to the servant with a friendly smile on his face as she offered to take his dark brown cropped riding coat, he took it off and gently handed it to her along with a few coins from his pocket."Thank you," he said giving her a quick bow She's beautiful he mentioned to himself, she really was now his father was out of the way he could see her natural beauty. He went to head over to the room but turned and in a hushed tone told the servant, "I am sorry for my Fathers behaviour." He went a little red and then turned to face the door, opened it and entered the room. His father was already talking with the man when he entered the room, stopping whatever he was saying he turned to Maxi and frowned "What took you so long?" He asked with annoyance in his voice, it was obvious he knew as the way he made it sound less like the question he asked and more as if he was trying to ask what do you think you were doing talking to the help? But obviously father you’re too above anyone to say such a thing Maxi thought to himself, he was about to say something but he suddenly realized what room he was in, the Library. It was magnificent so many books and the room was big enough fit nearly a humongous amount of them, there was a happy glint in his eye and even his face perked up as he took in every detail of the room, this was place he could live in just for the books, he would lock himself in a room like this all day if he could. This room seemed to have everything you could ask for comfy looking chairs and the books all seemed to be in pristine condition, surprisingly well looked after yet still well read. It had a fire place which you could sit in front of and read on cold nights, the wall itself decorated in such a way that it gave of the air of calm. "Well?" is father said again bringing maxi back to reality not having even noticed he had kept quiet, he looked up at his father smiling. "I Am sorry father I was just admiring the architecture ," he lied which his father easily brought into. As he walked into the room further he noticed a girl he smiled at her This must be the Granddaughter she certainly is pretty, he glanced back at his father just as he introduced him to Mr Somers "A pleasure to meet you Monsieur" That was something though that the young buy was not entirely sure of, he was actually starting to regret coming here.

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[adelaide]

Adelaide glanced up from the book that she was reading as footsteps entered the room. Her brown eyes flicking over the gentleman and the young boy who was next to him. Her eyes rested on her grandfather with a small frown, she loved the peace of the library that was until her grandfather ruined it by having a business meeting and not using his study because he too preferred the library. He often told Adelaide that there was no reason for her to leave the room but she got bored listening to conversations of business that didn’t spark her interest, nor did she like sitting through conversations with her grandfather and grandmother at Business it seemed to be the only conversation the pair had and it drove her insane.

With an easy grace Adelaide got to her feet and smoothed her skirts down, her book clasped in her hands and she walked towards them. Her eyes on the small boy, she smiled softly at Max before speaking” if you are interested in the Architecture, I would be more than happy to show you around.” She looked up at Mr Lavier, “that is if you father will allow it?” Adelaide’s brown eyes sparkled slightly in the light as she laid her book down on the small table before turning to look at them her curls falling into her eyes and she moved them with a small Tut.

“Besides I’m sure grandfather would like to talk to your father in peace.” Adelaide knew her grandfather disliked her use of English all the time given her French heritage but she wasn’t a fan of French. She had no interest in entertaining the small boy but his presence meant that she might be able to leave him in the gardens and slip away for a few moments on her own that made her happy.


Adelaide linked her fingers resting her hands on her skirts. She never understood why there were always business associates of her grandfather walking in and out of the house; she didn’t understand why her grandmother put up with it. She was very much aware her mother had made her father keep business to his study.