Sometimes, you had to make a change in life.
There was nothing wrong with it, nothing improper - it just was what it was. And so it was that Peter Baldwin went to meet his coteriemate at her flower shop. The Knight wasn't excited about what it was he was about to have to say to her. Not at all. But he did what needed to be done, and to speak with her privately about it was the ultimate courtesy.
He had dressed formally, his black suit and dark green shirt with the jade cufflinks that he so regularly wore when he wished to make even more obvious his Clan. A little bit of bamboo flower was on his lapel as a reminder.
A polite knock, then he let himself in as she had said he could long ago.
"Lady Hazelton?"