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[mansuetus]

Audentes fortuna iuvat.

Does fortune favors us, Tranquility?

Caesar himself was quite devoted to boldness and fortune; alea jacta est he said and the goddess of fortune favored him for many years.

in the end, she did not. it is a tricky thing, fortune and quite a riddle to guess.

[ that aside ]

An assistance is needed! For baking a cake to a friend whom I favor greatly and who, I decided, celebrates his birthday today.

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[mansuetus]

and what shall be my moment of glory on the ship, signore? guess this riddle. I had very little of those since I arrived here.

[certainproclivity]

I believe, if the rumors are to be believed, you have courted a king. Hardly a glory in the traditional sense, but I'm certain you're proud of it.

[mansuetus]

[ oh my god do everybody know? ]

that is what the rumors say? I did the courting?

[ she's so amused oh my God. ]

[certainproclivity]

[nothing is subtle in a closed system, Lulubelle.]

Given his majesty, I'd be appalled to hear otherwise.

[NEVER EVEN SPOKEN TO ROBB.]

[mansuetus]

I do not know if His Grace is aware of such talk. I shall have to ask him of it and tell him that this ship might remember me as lucrezia borgia who had courted a king to her favor.

[certainproclivity]

Try not to make him blush, Signorina. It's unbecoming of a king- even a young one.