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[heloise]

[ Lucrezia could plot and scheme with charm and grace, but the persistence it takes to bake an edible cake was less in her nature. So it took her some weeks to have one angel cake with a messy "Tanti Auguri" frosted on it.

Late, yes, but at least it's chewable and not burnt!

She has other reasons for standing in front of Ezio's door, trying to hear any sign of Cristina before knocking twice, but he doesn't need to know that yet. Not until he's tasted the cake. ]