It is impertinent, what Micheletto Corella is doing. Appearing unbidden in the Duke's bedchambers - if Cesare knew of this, he would surely be furious. And this visit does not fit into Cesare's ambitions, nor to the advancement of the Nest as a whole. No. This is about dreams. Dreams are so rare for Micheletto that to have the same one, several nights in a row, is unnatural. Supernatural, perhaps.
And so he finds himself skulking through the darkened halls, flitting from shadow to shadow, remaining undetected until he materializes in the flesh inside Duke Jean-Claude's bedchamber. He is usually very quiet when infiltrating rooms, but he knows supernatural hearing can detect a heartbeat. He knows he is discovered before he has even begun. So he waits by the end of the bed, waiting for the Duke to acknowledge him.
Still Micheletto has to admit he is breathtakingly beautiful. His eyes travel briefly over dark curls peppered with moonlight, the flicker of the candles caressing the Duke's well-defined jaw and adding speckles of gold to those midnight blue eyes. They appear like the heavens themselves, twinkling with stars. If he were a younger man, Micheletto would...
... but that is not what draws him here tonight. What draws him here is a dream. After a moment of silence, Micheletto answers, "Even when the ocean threatens to consume you?"
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And so he finds himself skulking through the darkened halls, flitting from shadow to shadow, remaining undetected until he materializes in the flesh inside Duke Jean-Claude's bedchamber. He is usually very quiet when infiltrating rooms, but he knows supernatural hearing can detect a heartbeat. He knows he is discovered before he has even begun. So he waits by the end of the bed, waiting for the Duke to acknowledge him.
Still Micheletto has to admit he is breathtakingly beautiful. His eyes travel briefly over dark curls peppered with moonlight, the flicker of the candles caressing the Duke's well-defined jaw and adding speckles of gold to those midnight blue eyes. They appear like the heavens themselves, twinkling with stars. If he were a younger man, Micheletto would...
... but that is not what draws him here tonight. What draws him here is a dream. After a moment of silence, Micheletto answers, "Even when the ocean threatens to consume you?"