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Post by Prince Daxton on Dec 30, 2011 23:18:47 GMT -5
"Twenty- six." he answered, as they slowly made their way through the castle. "You?" he asked.
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Post by Deidra on Dec 30, 2011 23:25:23 GMT -5
"Sixteen." She answered, softly. She looked around.
So far, she was right, this castle was like the others.
Back at home, she knew her father would be having a party to celebrate her marriage. And she was feeling a bit homesick, knowing that she was probably missing her cousin getting drunk and singing off-key about a far away place that he had never been but apparently had a girl there.
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Post by Prince Daxton on Dec 31, 2011 9:52:02 GMT -5
Ten years his junior? Well... It could be worse. He wasn't in his 80's at least.
"Do you enjoy reading?" he asked, pushing open the door to the library.
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Post by Deidra on Dec 31, 2011 13:10:11 GMT -5
"Of course." She answered, as though the answer should have been obvious. Well, maybe it wasn't. But she thought it was and that was good enough.
She walked into the library.
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Post by Prince Daxton on Dec 31, 2011 15:07:00 GMT -5
He smiled at the way she said it.
"What's your favorite?" he asked. "Author and or book."
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Post by Deidra on Dec 31, 2011 15:30:09 GMT -5
"Virgil." She answered. "I love to read Virgil. You? Do you read?"
She looked around. Well, somewhere in here would be The Aeneid. There wasn't a library in the world that didn't have a copy somehow.
(ooc. Early Christians loved Virgil so much that even though he was a pagan, they gave him a get out of hell free card. They also used The Aeneid to tell fortunes. They loved them some Virgil...)
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Post by Prince Daxton on Dec 31, 2011 15:51:01 GMT -5
(ooc. I didn't know that, that's epic.)
Daxton smiled.
"The Aeneid is probably on that book case if I remember correctly." he said, pointing at one close to them. "But I always liked Homer myself."
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Post by Deidra on Dec 31, 2011 17:09:03 GMT -5
She walked over and looked at it. It was! And it wasn't a translated version, it was in the original text! Yes! Blood! Guts! Gore! All the things that the translating monks had toned down would be loud and clear in this copy!
She examined it excitedly.
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Post by Prince Daxton on Dec 31, 2011 18:37:19 GMT -5
Daxton watched her go over the copy excitedly.
"What is your favorite part of his novels?" he said.
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Post by Deidra on Jan 2, 2012 17:16:04 GMT -5
"When Dido flings herself on the funeral pyre after Aeneas leaves her." She said.
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Post by Prince Daxton on Jan 4, 2012 20:15:02 GMT -5
He nodded. It was a good part, but an odd choice.
"Why?" he asked, simply.
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Post by Deidra on Jan 7, 2012 21:38:56 GMT -5
"The idea that someone could be so much in love that the idea of living without them makes them kill themselves." She said. "It's kinda funny."
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Post by Prince Daxton on Jan 8, 2012 12:35:23 GMT -5
He chuckled, and nodded.
"It is most certainly an interesting thought, and a little bit of a desperate one." he said.
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Post by Deidra on Jan 8, 2012 19:36:41 GMT -5
"She must have once been a very very very insane person. And perhaps a very passionate and intense one. But still very very insane." She said. "It takes a lot to be able to say that you literally cannot live without someone or something."
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Post by Prince Daxton on Jan 9, 2012 17:20:47 GMT -5
He nodded.
"There are a lot of people that enjoy saying it though. There's a book of poetry in here somewhere," he said, "that every single poem is about how much this woman loves her husband. It was a little sickening."
"I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold; Or all the riches the East doth hold.; My love is such that rivers cannot quench," he quoted in a very girly tone, with a sigh at the end, and a flourish of his eyes.
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