Lucrezia raised her own glass. "To love, marriage, and the memory of us," she said, sadly.
He hadn't thought to ask why she hadn't spiced her own wine. It was quite delicious, and she drank deeply from her glass, even as tears spilled from her eyes to see him do the same.
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Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:41 pm (UTC)He hadn't thought to ask why she hadn't spiced her own wine. It was quite delicious, and she drank deeply from her glass, even as tears spilled from her eyes to see him do the same.