8.00am he wakes up.
The morning is spent in quiet study. Breakfast, reading, a brisk walk to the Palace and back to (ironically) warm him up. Guitar practice next. Then lunch, then more study. Or - like now - occasional chores.
The rest of Finn's day - the parts where he comes alive - are not for discussion here. Because here we are caught at the tail end of his chores.
His feet crunch against the hard packed snow, picking out the routes that will be the least perilous with increasing certainty. A paper bag is clutched in one arm, brimming with fruits and vegetables from the greenhouse, and a scarf is wrapped around his nose and mouth to ward off the cold.
Turning the corner towards the house he shares with Tobi and their son, lost in thought and bundled in extra layers, to those not looking closely, Finn could be Remi at a glance. And if he knew as much? There's no telling how Finn might feel about it.
The morning is spent in quiet study. Breakfast, reading, a brisk walk to the Palace and back to (ironically) warm him up. Guitar practice next. Then lunch, then more study. Or - like now - occasional chores.
The rest of Finn's day - the parts where he comes alive - are not for discussion here. Because here we are caught at the tail end of his chores.
His feet crunch against the hard packed snow, picking out the routes that will be the least perilous with increasing certainty. A paper bag is clutched in one arm, brimming with fruits and vegetables from the greenhouse, and a scarf is wrapped around his nose and mouth to ward off the cold.
Turning the corner towards the house he shares with Tobi and their son, lost in thought and bundled in extra layers, to those not looking closely, Finn could be Remi at a glance. And if he knew as much? There's no telling how Finn might feel about it.
