Chapter 84 - A Gentleman’s visit
“The Field of Broken Pacts.” The man’s voice drifted across the room as he regarded the painting in front of him. “That is its name.”
A brief silence hung over the room.
“It was a battle that ended the life of countless thousands, and decided the fate of untold more. Accounts say even the very skies tore open that day, when the promises of those that came before dwindled into nothingness. It was a time when the hubris of man brought the gods low, yet all the same, when the character of man shone brightest.”
Scarlett moved her gaze to the unfamiliar painting hanging on the wall. It depicted a vast field with several armies on it; tiny figures in armor, spread across a large canvas of interconnected conflict, all pressing forward toward the basin of a deep valley.
“I make it a habit to always bring a gift when a guest in another’s home.” The man turned around, his eyes meeting hers. He held a surprisingly common appearance, with short black hair and dull brown eyes. If Scarlett were pressed to describe him, she’d say he looked much like your average middle-aged man. Exactly why he fit that description, she wasn’t quite sure. But it felt right, nonetheless.
“I hope it pleases you.”
She shot one last look at the painting. “…I was not expecting a gift. It looks to have been made by a master.”
The Gentleman smiled, leaning his cane against the desk. “The artist was famed for his unique work process. He would put months into each piece, working tirelessly for days on end until it was finished. All else was secondary; his only goal being breathing life into his creations. It was quite a sight to behold.”
The man sat down in front of the desk and gestured towards the seat across from him.
Scarlett watched him wordlessly for a moment, before walking over and sitting down in the chair. This was her own office, yet she still felt like the guest here.
“You are already aware of who I am. Nevertheless, an introduction is always in order.” The Gentleman brought up a hand as he tilted the front of his hat. “I am often referred to as The Gentleman. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
She placed her hands on the table. “The sentiment is mutual. I am Baroness Scarlett Hartford. I have heard much about you.”