(After delivering the letter, (F/N) went to His Brother's Estate)
(F/N) was in his regular Clothing, he walks into the front doors.
"Good Day Master (F/N)." The Head Butler bows as he holds the front doors.
"Thank you Gerald. How are you this morning?" (F/N) said.
"Well as always." He closes the doors.
(F/N) took his hat off and his medium (H/C) straight hair came down.
"Is my brother here?" (F/N) asks.
"He's upstairs in the library playing the piano, he wishes not to be disturbed."
"Well when do I listen to that?" (F/N) jokes.
"Careful, he does have his pistol in there also."
"Which is why I'm taking this metal tray."
Gerald sighs.
(F/N) walks up the stairs and opens the library doors.
BANG
Luckily he had the tray to his chest.
"Good to see you too brother." (F/N) grins.
"Idiot. I could've killed you." His Older Brother said.
"Well I came prepared, how are you Crawford?"
Crawford Starrick, Grand Master Templar of The Order, and he thinks (F/N), his Younger Brother doesn't know a thing.
(F/N) Starrick, A Master Assassin, The Shade, the only person who knows that he's related to Crawford Starrick is Henry Green, and the Council. But his Brother doesn't know that his Younger Foolish Brother is a infamous Assassin.
"I'm doing well, all considered."
They sat down and drank tea, they talked about Politics and Trades.
"....And our Stock share as gotten up higher since the trade I made with the Americans, they give a good deal if you're speaking to the right people." (F/N) said.
"Wonderful (F/N)! I got to admit, at this rate, we'll meet Her Majesty herself."