"We haven't even fought and you wish to divide it already? Ha, as eager and restless as always Torvald" Aldrich's voice was a bright, energetic lilt. His words were clear and articulate. He was the patriarch of the House of Aldermere. Yet he spoke with a hint of playfulness.
He had well-cropped brown hair that complemented his deep brown eyes, which conveyed a hint of mischief and playfulness. Aldrich was the only Squire in the house and stronger than Torvald.
Torvald did not respond to the man's apparent jab; he snorted and continued to walk in silence.
"While old Torvald may be a bit eager, he isn't wrong. Since we have decided to do this, why don't we decide. I mean, there are a vast array of different objects and products in that building. You guys surely had the same thought, didn't you not?"
