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Gerard Connolly

Location: Wyndham Estate Stables
 
A small room adjoining the stables where at some occasions, Gerard would stay for the night instead of the servant's quarters.  

The terrible dream had awoken Gerard with a heavy heart. Dreams have haunted him before but not such as vivid that it left him in a state of mild shock, sitting at the foot of his bed  for a few seconds to settle his thoughts. Wendy sprung up from her little corner, sensing her master's distress and hopped on the bed next to him, worriedly sniffing her master as if to ask what was wrong. 

Gerard smiles trying to get his face away from his companion's constant licking.  "Was just a dream, Wendy. Nothing to get worried over." Wendy doesn't buy it, true Gerard had slowly gotten over his nightmares since his brothers deaths. What triggered him to have such a terribly vivid one, he wasnt sure. He though he had long ago made peace with his Marianne's death but his own subconscious tells him otherwise.  In times like these Wendy always seemed to know what to do. She hopped down on the bed, and led him to the door as if to ask him out for a walk. Gerard gave a gentle look at his companion. "Aye, that's a dandy plan." He got up, washed himself at the basin and grabbed his coat. 

Leaving his home he first checked on the stables and went about his routine, the morning was young and the dimness still enveloped the streets. He gave Artemus a gently pat after he distributed the last bunch of hay, the tapping of footsteps in the estate means the servants just started going about their usual morning duties. 

Gerard went with his morning stroll to the nearest markets, stopping by at the shops to get all his necessities. As he walked with Wendy by his side, he observes the streets gradually coming to life. Every store, market stall opens themselves for the day's business, the natural city noise attuned to London's quaintly vibe as the sun had slowly rose from it's slumber. The walk helped him ease from last night's nightmare, a good morning walk always seems to do the trick.  

"Mister!" Gerard turned to the attention of a young girl, no more than ten he reckons, eagerly tugging his sleeve while on the other hand she carries a basket of vibrant Marigolds. "Mister, would you be so kind to buy some of my flowers?" The snotty girl wiped her nose with her sleeve "My sisters and I picked them off the gardens this morning." Gerard couldn't help but smile at the urchin, he tugged out his coin purse and gone down on one knee to face the girl. "Of course. Here you go lass." he said nicely, the girl reached him a few pieces of flowers before she happily went running back to her sisters. "Thank you Mister!" The girl yelled back giddily as she went.

Gerard came back to the estate at the first hours of the morning. Usually at these hours the ladies of the estate are still in their chambers, which to his slight surprise when Wendy came rushing excitedly to the stables to greet Milli who was checking in on Artemus. 

"Mornin' to you there. You're rather early today."  He smiled at the short glimpse before meeting her of what seemed like Milli reading aloud a verse of some fancy book to her horse, which was ,in all fairness was quite a silly sight, Gerard thought. "Ol' Arty seems to be enjoying it." He gave Artemus a gentle patting. Gerard almost failed to notice the flowers on his other hand pausing to think a second and then reached it over to Milli, in the most gentlemanly manner that he can make. "How 'bout some flowers for the lady." He said,"I, eh, ain't much of a Marigold person miself."
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