"The long and short of it is that she made me get a job." And, because he knows that won't be enough for Lambert, Strange continues, leaning back in the bench slightly as he does so. His voice is full of pride and passion, that adoration even more creeping into his voice as he talks about the two of them and their relationship.
"I've loved Arabella for quite some time. And, I had proposed to her for quite some time. The problem, of course, was my father. The man refused to let me take up occupation, seemingly content to let me rot away in idleness—something all the more awful as Arabella would not even entertain the idea of marrying me unless I took up a profession. Well, thankfully the bastard died not a few months later!" Said far too cheerfully for it's own good. Fuck you, dad.
"Once that happened, I knew all I had to do was find an occupation and Arabella would marry me. I tried all sorts of professions, but none stuck. That is, until I found a man under a hedge who told me a prophecy, sold me a spell, and told me I was a magician. I performed my first spell that evening."
Strange can't help but look a little puffed up, looking far too proud of himself. A magician who expertly casts the first spell he receives? Surely that was a sign of how powerful he was and how he was surely destined to be a magician! But no, back to Arabella, back to his beloved. "Not too long after that, we were married."
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"I've loved Arabella for quite some time. And, I had proposed to her for quite some time. The problem, of course, was my father. The man refused to let me take up occupation, seemingly content to let me rot away in idleness—something all the more awful as Arabella would not even entertain the idea of marrying me unless I took up a profession. Well, thankfully the bastard died not a few months later!" Said far too cheerfully for it's own good. Fuck you, dad.
"Once that happened, I knew all I had to do was find an occupation and Arabella would marry me. I tried all sorts of professions, but none stuck. That is, until I found a man under a hedge who told me a prophecy, sold me a spell, and told me I was a magician. I performed my first spell that evening."
Strange can't help but look a little puffed up, looking far too proud of himself. A magician who expertly casts the first spell he receives? Surely that was a sign of how powerful he was and how he was surely destined to be a magician! But no, back to Arabella, back to his beloved. "Not too long after that, we were married."