Days do blend together when you've lived as long as Colton has, but he still tries to enjoy himself. He's currently in what was once his mother's sitting room, curtains drawn, sipping some tea and reading an old book, when he heard footsteps approaching and the door creaking open. The descendents of the old butler tended to keep a distance, so it was rare for one if them just come in while he was around, not that unusual, but still... "Hello? Yes, you can come in if you wish."
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