xxiii. dictated

[heloise]

Spike
He came home.

What terrible months we have seen, before even the dog days arrive!

I say we put an end to it, at once. The Castle drinks our joys as greedily as it feeds on our sorrows; we might show it that happiness is what we seek. Happiness beyond bound, which we would gladly offer as payment for our borrowed time, and no more tears.

Summer brings music and merriment to the streets of Rome, gypsies and pilgrims alike dancing together. We can do similarly here.

Comments

[heloise]

Such as?

[gottaknockhard]

He introduced me to some people.

[heloise]

People who then took care of you?

[gottaknockhard]

After he was gone, yeah.

[heloise]

Ah, then our fathers are not so different.

[gottaknockhard]

[Gangsters and popes probably have more in common than anyone would want to mention.]

Appearances aside.

[heloise]

[ Especially a Borgia Pope, practically a mafia boss ngl. ]

How do you imagine my father's appearance?

[gottaknockhard]

I think I remember something about a hat.

[heloise]

The pilus. My father did not tonsure his hair, however.

[ That wouldn't be hot for the ladies. ]

[gottaknockhard]

That was going to be my next question.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ]

Neither did my brother.

[gottaknockhard]

He was a pope too?

[Joking to hide the fact that he doesn't know what tonsure means... Although if she says yes, he might believe her.]

[heloise]

Silly, there can only be one Pope! [ Seriously, Spike, what have you been drinking? ]

He is a Cardinal.

[gottaknockhard]

[That time he was confused for a Cardinal...]

The kind who didn't play by the rules, huh?

[heloise]

[ Precisely. ]

How did you tell?

[gottaknockhard]

Well, if he has hair like mine.

[heloise]

[ She laughs. Spike, please. ]

His is rather tamer by comparison.

[gottaknockhard]

[If only he could make everyone laugh this easily. He used to have a knack for it.]

We all have to start somewhere.

[heloise]

[ She can be his training wheels. ]

But I dislike the people my father has introduced to me. Perhaps we differ thus.

[gottaknockhard]

What kind of people?

[heloise]

Husbands. Suitors.

[gottaknockhard]

Did you go through a lot of those?

[heloise]

A lot of which?

[gottaknockhard]

[Husbands...]

Sorry, it's not really any of my business.

[heloise]

No? That is a first.

I was told you could always read it in a book.