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[ Lucrezia is in one of the lounges! Sprawled on one of the sofas, fingers busy turning a pendent of gold in the shape of a sea-horse. There are no poems today, no joyful greetings, something is different. She looks more pensive than anything else but there is a shade of concern there as well as quiet annoyance.
When she speaks, her voice is devoid of any of it. Her eyes still focused on the sea-horse. ]
A riddle, Tranquility.
How to mourn for someone who does not deserve it?
If your duty demands it and you have no desire to - do all men need to be mourned for? Is it a a more grievous sin not to mourn than it is to speak false words of grievance?
[ a beat. ]
Perhaps I must fast again.
[ a moment later she puts down her necklace, smiles. ]
I would have a cup of wine with your answer, if any of you have some to spare. You will join me in the lounge.
[ and it is not a question. ]
When she speaks, her voice is devoid of any of it. Her eyes still focused on the sea-horse. ]
A riddle, Tranquility.
How to mourn for someone who does not deserve it?
If your duty demands it and you have no desire to - do all men need to be mourned for? Is it a a more grievous sin not to mourn than it is to speak false words of grievance?
[ a beat. ]
Perhaps I must fast again.
[ a moment later she puts down her necklace, smiles. ]
I would have a cup of wine with your answer, if any of you have some to spare. You will join me in the lounge.
[ and it is not a question. ]
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Any casualties were an accident, dearest Lucrezia. How am I expected to find true love if I don't take samples? [but she's too clever, isn't she, and so he adds:] It's a nicer way to say it than stealing, anyways.
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But they are stolen before they even realize it, do they not? The sweetest of thefts. I think that might be your strongest magic spell.
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Ah, that would be telling. Wizards don't tell. But d'you know, if I were such a thief--I might have finally found my match. You're not so easily fooled, are you.
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[ she pokes a finger at his cheek. ]
But I shall give you this compliment, were my heart my own, I fear you would have stolen it too.
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Well, that does something to ease my poor heart, anyways. I'll just content myself imagining a world where I get to kiss Lucrezia Borgia for hours on end. Paradise, that's what I'll call it.
Do I get to know who keeps your heart? You owe me that, at least. S' only fair.
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[ and she wears on her best scolding expression. ]
You will tease him to no end.
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[He sits up a little, with as earnest a smile as he can manage--not that it will work on her, probably; she really is too clever for him sometimes, and because it's Lucrezia, he doesn't mind admitting that quite so much (though only to himself, he's still not about to say it aloud!).]
I won't. I'd swear it to you on whatever you like, I will keep it a secret and I will not tease anyone, I will only be sweet.
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[ they are both beings of charming mischief, herself and Sirius Black, perhaps there should be a responsible adult present when they meet. ]
He is a man who is very handsome and charming, well-spoken, brave and righteous. And now you know and must be sweet to me for all days!
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You cheat!
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You asked, I provided an answer!
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[He sits up a little, and for all his protests, he's still grinning. Even if this were something to be irritated over, Lucrezia is too mischievous and charming to actually be irritated with, which it isn't--]
You cheated and you know it, and you have to suffer the consequences!
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[ and she laughs, raises an eyebrow. ]
What consequences?
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[He will have none of your challenges, miss. Sirius shakes his head solemnly as he points an accusing finger at her.]
Because I'm nice, I'll give you a choice. You can either owe me a favor, or you can submit to being tickled. Which d'you choose, criminal?
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[ haughty and smug, she lifts her chin. ]
I will be in your debt, it would seem.
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[But that's an even better answer anyway, and he grins, already mischievous.]
I won't forget that you owe me. I'm going to write it down. And when I work out who it is that you're so mad over, I'm going to tell him that you don't submit, just so he knows what he's getting into.
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[ because really, Sirius Black talking to Robb Stark about her is bound to me an admittedly hilarious disaster but still a disaster. ]
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About you.
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You will not ask everyone, Nobody knows as it is!
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Nobody. Really. So the fellow in question doesn't know?
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You will ask each man on the ship if he is my lover?
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[He's grinning, but it's a determined grin. This is a new project, a mystery that needs to be solved.]
I don't mind asking everyone. There's a few I can rule out on principle alone, of course--people missing eyes or limbs, small children-- well, it's ask everyone, or else I'll just generally shame him into confessing.
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[And he's scooting away now, as if he's going to run off and conduct his poll immediately--]
You don't think I will? I will, absolutely I will--I have to know.
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[ she thinks, SHE THINKS. ]
I will not tell you what I'll tell them, but I shall make a story and they will believe it!
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[He presents his to her, with a solemn air. There must be a handshake.]
We'll see if they believe your slander. I think they'll be more interested in knowing who Lucrezia's looooovvvver is.
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