"It's the same with me, actually. The castle has been in the family for almost four hundred years now. Our family has always lived here and I'll likely continue living here. With whomever I settle down with, and our children, and so on."

Herbert tangles their fingers together, holding their clasped hands in his lap with a faint smile, rubbing his thumb over Solin's hand. "We don't farm, but father does garden -- flowers -- and I like helping there. Mother has a small garden of her own, with some vegetables. I always always covered in dirt, as a young child."