[The shocked expression Neuvillette has on his face makes Wriothesley chuckle. He can’t help it even if he kind of misled the other. He drops two cubes of sugar into his cup before waving his hand dismissively. He better explain himself before Neuvillette truly takes his word at face value. Catching the man by surprise is enough.]

It didn’t actually happen. Well, it kind of depends on how you look at it. This place has some punishment rooms that aren’t usually accessible, but one opened up and I decided to check them out. I didn’t go alone. [he continues to explain as he stirs a spoon in his cup.] I’m not sure if it’s desire or anything but it felt like a dream. Like we were in a dream of a perfect life and at the cusp of true happiness, they deny you that moment to play out.

[It’s cruel. If he were someone else, he could see having that wrenched out of his hands as devastating.]

I almost got engaged to Clorinde and I almost got married to my boyfriend. [He doesn’t think much about the words that slip from his mouth as he lifts his cup to sip his tea.]

Well, who doesn’t like a bit of a fairytale dream.