xxiv. dictated

[immacolato]

[ The journal shows that it is indeed Lucrezia, but her voice is infinitely lighter, as if the weight of the world has been lifted from it and now her words can lilt more freely. ]

To the most gracious Cassandra Cain,

I was told you are kindly and most eager to help lost souls such as myself find my proper rooms at this certain Castle. Such that I would be grateful if you might ride fast to carry me away from this palazzo.

Perhaps my presence can bring you more joy than it has brought the master of this house, who does not seem entirely pleased by my interruption.

Most humbly,
Lucrezia Borgia

[ ooc; loss start! ]

Comments

[wolfchild]

You should. You promised me arias.

[immacolato]

[ Oh, okay, now she feels bad. ]

If you remind me, I might remember my promise too.

[wolfchild]

That's my name. Arya.

[immacolato]

No wonder I would promise you those songs.

[wolfchild]

But you don't remember.

[immacolato]

No, I am afraid not. But now I know and I shall keep my word.

[wolfchild]

You're going to sing now?

[immacolato]

[ She laughs. ]

Are you sure you wish to hear me sing?

[wolfchild]

Only if it's not stupid. I've naught to do.

[ bed rest, man. ]

[immacolato]

It would be kinder to your ears if I find another lady to sing the songs I choose for you.

[wolfchild]

[ wait. did she hear that right. is there something perfect lady lucrezia borgia cannot do. ]

You can't sing?

[immacolato]

Everyone can sing but not everyone does it well.

[ Yep, you heard that right. ]

[wolfchild]

You cannot sing!

[ she is so absurdly pleased by this turn of events she even laughs. ]

[immacolato]

[ Lucrezia pouts like the little brat she is. ]

I much prefer dancing.

[wolfchild]

I can dance too. [ with a blade in hand. ] It's better.

[immacolato]

Better than singing?

[wolfchild]

Better than anything.

[immacolato]

Shall I promise you dances instead of songs then?

[wolfchild]

We dance differently.

[immacolato]

Even better. We can both learn something new.

[wolfchild]

You won't like mine.

[ lucrezia is too much like sansa for waterdancing. ]

[immacolato]

How can you be so sure?

[ Only she has a greater affinity for violence inflicted on others. ]

[wolfchild]

I've told you of it before.

[immacolato]

I do not remember it either...

[wolfchild]

[ a sigh. ]

You won't. Forget I said anything.