“Let come the end of the world — we will greet it in spite of itself with rich food, heady wine, and ebullient company, and those who take issue with us can clang ignobly at the manor gates as the darkness swallows them.”
The world may be ending, but money still spends and for those who have it. The attitude House Galdepark holds is that their wealth will insulate them from the worst the Rust Age brings to bear against them, whether it be jealous fellow aristocrats, treacherous truefolk, coarse unbonded, or even the Ruin itself.