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Camillio and Brandy
Brandy Silver's father had been an alcoholic. His favorite drink had been brandy. Thus Brandy got her name. As a result, Brandy had more a dislike for the Dutch than the drink itself because brandy came from "brandwine", which in turn came from the Dutch "bradewijn." It all made perfect sense. Had the name come from the Germans, the Japanese or even the Nigerians she would have ended up with a dislike for them.
She and Camillio were well known to each other. They spoke often and there was a spark of attraction.
As she walked through the streets of York, she found Camillio. He seemed a partially bit miffed so she walked over to him.
"What is the matter, Camillio?" she asked.
"Basil and his pro-monarchy nonsense again." Replied Camillio. "Can he not just accept that the monarchy is evil?"
"God save the King." Said Brandy.
"Uh, I, uh, I mean…" Camillio had no idea what to say. He had made a poor choice of words. When one got down to it, Basil was right and the monarchy was inherently good and the revolutionaries were inherently evil because that is how things are and always will be, however things could be corrupted as was the case of monarchies but the revolutionaries could never be purified. "Wait, what is Basils ancestry?"
"Oh, German, Irish, Greek, Italian." Stated Brandy.
"What kind of Irish?" asked Camillio.
"Gaelic I think. He spent a good hour talking about someone named Goidel Glas or some such thing."
"Of course, Basil would be pro-monarchy!" exclaimed Camillio. "Goidel Glas was the father of the Gaels and his father was a King of Scythia and his mother was the daughter of Pharaoh. I might as well have insulted his own grandfather!"