"And to protect oneself from over kill, one should simply stop and rest. Your gift uses the energy within your body." Vivian replies bored.
His trainer, Mr. Moore, gave him a look of annoyance, though he was used to Vivian's attitude, "Very good, Mr. Montgomery."
Vivian yawns.
Mr. Moore sighs and closed the thick book in his hands. The book was the book of Future Telling, "I supposed we should end it off today. You did wonderful on your test-"
Vivian was already scarping his chair back and was already off, ignoring Mr. Moore. He closed the study door shut behind him and made his way to the right wing. Vivian nodded to the maids who walked past him and greeted him. He looked out the large windows that faced the front of the Montgomery property. No sunlight came in as it was London's sky. London's sky rarely shined with brightness.
Vivian went in the room, closed door, and went to the large desk and sat on the leathered chair that faced the desk.
