Who: Lucio Montague & Lord Tybalt Capulet When: All Saints Day Where: The Palace Notes: It’s been one year. Ty has a very important question to ask Lucio. Warning: Sap. All of it. All our feels.
I had wondered if I might be able to block out some of your time to have coffee, or perhaps lunch? I think it’s likely appropriate that we meet formally.
The look of shock and surprise on Megan’s face must have shown clearly. She had expected to be hauled over the coals again which was why she was going to risk not telling him but to have him say he could understand threw her a little. “Erm yes,” she blurted out in response before she thought about it for a moment. “Who were you thinking?”
“I wasn’t thinking anyone in particular, to be honest. Family, preferably. Elle? Alex? Ask Leo, he may have someone. I don’t care. I just do not want you there alone,” Ty said, seriously. “If I’m honest, Megan. Something about all of this doesn’t sit right with me, no matter how much I detest the man. Go, get your answers. Just be safe doing it.”
“Am not” though the pout automatically appears at the gentle ribbing before grinning over at him and reaching over to get a morsel from his plate. “..I’m good. Mama and Dad just wanted to get me out of Verona with everything that happened, well that and I hadn’t seen them in nearly 2 years.. 3 maybe? I can’t even remember how long it’s been, and I just kind of fell in love with Athens. Though now I’m back and have to get stuck into work and make up for what I’ve missed and go full planning. And I’m glad to see you guys, Duchy and Tessa again. But what’s been going on here, and with you? Anything new and exciting to report?”
“How are your parents, anyway?” Ty asked, curiously. He could certainly understand falling in love with Athens. He was partial to Greece himself. “Oh well, as always there is always something going on in Verona. It appears we are finally starting to recover from all the chaos. The Romanos held a masquerade on Halloween. That seemed to occur with no violence or drama, so maybe we have turned a corner.”
[text] I’d love to as long as I don’t end up the one Capulet riding a donkey when the rest of you are on horses. George never could keep up with your stallion.
[text] Or is this your way of saying that I should bring your real gift over before you hurl a pink pony plush at me?
Megan froze in her tracks at his shout. She hadn’t really expected it to be that easy but she could at least try. “I just need to talk to him,” she replied honestly. “I have questions that only he can answer.” Her eyes ran over Tybalt’s face before she turned again to leave.
“Megan stop trying to run away, I’m not mad,” Ty said, though he was growing frustrated. “I can appreciate that you need answers. I just need you to be safe. Can you at the very least have someone ride with you?”
You have surprised me this year with how gracefully you are aging. You have, dare I say, matured. Either that or you are up to something. Either way, may you have at least one day of happiness. Happy birthday.
Note reads: Ty, I decided to go small and simple this year. I feel like the older we get, the less fun it is to flaunt our wealth by buying tons of gifts we may never use. I mostly mean the gifts you get me because all of my gifts have been amazing. Anyway, hope you enjoy. I hope the chocolatier has captured even a slight likeness.
Love,
S.
[The gift is a mug with individually wrapped anus chocolates. The mug reads: World’s Smallest Cock]