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Childe of Passion

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Chapter 22: Reunion (snippet only)

Sébastien LaCroix rubbed his temple as the wheels bounced him and his companion around his carriage. An invitation to a Parisian gathering of Ventrue lay on the seat beside him. He found the invitation both curious and inconvenient since French Ventrue had gathered earlier that year. LaCroix saw no purpose behind calling a second gathering when the first forum had concluded any plausible unfinished business. The requirement of mandatory attendance irritated him in the same manner the highly successful sugar trading company did every so often. Sébastien had finances to reap and a court position to keep secure. Long winded absences compromised both of these prominent components of his life. While he had been tempted not to attend and make excuse later, serving a Ventrue Prince blocked off any actual intention of following through with those temptations. LaCroix leaned into the padding of the carriage and sighed. The traveling companion across from him tensed. He waved his hand mid-air, encouraging them to relax then pointed at the letter in their lap.

"Let me do the talking when we arrive. I'm not sure what this is all for, but I don't suspect we shall be there long," he stated. His companion nodded.

LaCroix tapped his chin and looked out the carriage window. His eyes narrowed some as he rethought his directive. "I shall introduce you. Do not waver from how I introduce you to those who matter. If you must converse with others, I would prefer you to attempt to find the Ventrue from Dijon. I want to know if they might be able to shed light as to the owner of this so-called LSC Antilles trading company." Another nod from across the carriage. For thirty years, the loss of that trading company had gnawed at Sébastien. While he had ended up investing in other successful ventures, nothing in Bordeaux was quite as prosperous as the monopolous LSC Antilles company with its hold on sugar and spice trade. It had even been so bold as to break into the slave trade. To Sébastien, it felt like salt being rubbed into an open wound. LaCroix spent the next thirty years attempting to uncover the identity of the company's owner without completely diving into the realm of obsessive. The interests of Bordeaux preoccupied most of his energy but there was always spare deposits for the occasion search or inquiry. Perhaps this mandatory gathering wouldn't be such an inconvenience after all.

He's baaaaack! Sorry, LaCroix had been gone from the story as an actual, physical presence for some time. And now he is back. Rapture and joy....This is a snippet from the twenty-second chapter of my VtMB fanfic. The rest of the chapter and story is  posted on FF.net. I've decided to post previews/snippets instead of full length chapters because...I'm sneaky? Yup, acting like a sneaky, ninja-author by ploying people with tantalizing tidbits instead of the whole she-bang! Constructive feedback encouraged.

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