My earliest memories are of blood and war. I understood the concepts of vice and corruption and greed and rage at an early age. Earlier than anyone, for Medici blood ran through my veins. I was born after the 100 year war. Such a dramatic title, one even Homer would envy.

He finishes sealing off the last letter that he was sure to cause a domino effect of drama. Alas he was known to take what he wanted and consequences be damned. It was all for the greater good. Mischief managed.~ He smirks.

She searches the guards and nobles for 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

“Darling?” She searches the corridors and drinking rooms for 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬.

Which of all of my important nothings shall I tell you first?

Ah, honored to be in the midst of the queen of the antebellum.

elisa, princesse. Out of all the many. . . ⟩ » A trickster, a rogue, a solider, a doctor, a villain, a warrior, a ghost, a baron, a user, a god— « ⟨

elisa, princesse. Not to me, it doesn't. [An answer given without missing a beat. ‘ Hardly anything does ’ a thought left unsaid for another day, another conversation perhaps, in another life.] But if it matters to you — all the lives we crossed paths. All my almosts.

and now it’s just a legacy

But, I remember when it was effortless.

timid knock. “Anyone here?”

“My George?”

“You’ve rivaled the courts of even the Medicis with your world, Saxon.” saxon.

Walks along the palace halls.

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“Bad time?” saxon.

It was the day after the summer solstice and she was lounging by the lake with saxon. . “I wonder, are you ever curious what the court says about their king?”

Someone sent a message to saxon. that the princess was waiting outside his chambers.

Oh, my historical loves. Shall we hold court ?