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Chapter Two: Breakfast
Claudia awoke in her large bed, her down comforter lay over her body keeping her warm, even though it wasn't cold out. She just liked to have it over her. She slowly got out of bed, and put on her slippers. She opened her bathroom door, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She brushed her hair, untangling her long dark brown hair. When she was satisfied with her appearance, she left her chambers and headed to the dinning room. She entered the room like a gust of wind. She noticed that Albert and Zattara were eating, and had been talking before she had entered the room. Both of the males were staring at here in surprise. Zattara stared at her because she was not supposed to be up in this room, because he was doing 'business'. Albert stared because she happened to be in her night garments, it was a cream color with no sleeves, and the neckline showed off her breasts, the bottom flowed gracefully around her low body. She sat down in the chair across from Albert.
Albert remembered her from their encounter last night. "Hello again."
A small smile crossed her lips as she took a strawberry from one of the platters of food. "Nice to see you Albert."
Zattara acted shocked "Claudia, you have met Albert?" He gave her a disapproving look.
"Yes I have had the pleasure of making Claudia's acquaintance, last night in Rome." Albert told the Count.
"Oh, how splendid." Zattara was now upset with Claudia, and she knew it. But, she did not fear Zattara he was like her own brother.
"How do you two know each other?" Albert asked.
"We are cousins." Claudia answered. "I am Lady Monte Cristo, his uncle is my father."
"Well, I would be delighted if you would join your cousin the count at my birthday party. Would you give me that honor my dear lady?" Albert asked her.
Zattara gave Claudia a look that said don't-even-think-about-it, but she did. Nodding her head she replied "It would be a pleasure."
"Wonderful." Albert said happily. He had secretly hoped to see Claudia again, she intrigued him. She didn't act like a normal aristocrat, or woman. She seemed to make her own rules, and act they way she pleased. Normally Albert would have looked at such a woman in disgust but not this one. She had this presence that immediately took his breath away just by looking into her eyes.
Jacopo entered the room with Zattara's business concerning the island of Monte Cristo. He and Zattara had practiced the act that was going to be preformed for the boy earlier that morning. Unfortunately an unexpected audience member had arrived. Jacopo stared at his sister his eyes wide with shock. He heard Zattara clear his throat as a sign to proceed. Claudia knew that they were going to draw Albert in with the treasure found from the island. So she just listened to the conversation, and did not interrupt.
When her brother finally left, the count smiled. "Well, I am sorry but I must excuse myself. Your carriage is awaiting you."
Albert rose from his seat and replied "Thank you for breakfast. I hope to see you at my party." He nodded to the count and to Claudia. She gave him a small smile and he left the room.
Jacopo had been listening from behind the door, when he was sure that Albert was gone he entered the room. Both of the men stared at the young woman for an explanation.
"Good show gentlemen." She smirked and exited the room.
Zattara stopped her. "What was that?"
Claudia played innocent. "What?"
Jacopo glared at his young sister. "Why were you here?"
"I live here." She told him matter of factly.
"That's not what I meant!" Jacopo cried.
"I know what you meant, and I forgot that today young Albert was joining us." She replied simply.
Zattara sat back in his chair. "I suppose this means you are to come to the party as well?"
"Well we wouldn't want to disappoint him. His heart seems set on it that I make an appearance. And you well know I am not one to disappoint." She gave a sly smile.
Jacopo knew that look on his sister's face. She was planning something, and he wante to know what. "What do you have under your sleeve?"
Claudia looked down at her arms. "I don't have any sleeves on." And with that she left the room. Her mind was not planning what Jacopo was thinking of. She had no intension of ruining Zattara's revenge. She just wanted to get to know the boy, and maybe have some fun while she was at it. But, for some odd reason, when he smiled at her she felt a surge of excitement swell up within her. The emotion confused her; she had never felt that kind of excitement. And now she wanted to know what it was, and why she felt it. This was her motive, and the only plan she had was to find out the cause, whatever it took.
-----Please review, so I know if anyone is reading this fic. ~Alana-----
Chapter Two: Breakfast
Claudia awoke in her large bed, her down comforter lay over her body keeping her warm, even though it wasn't cold out. She just liked to have it over her. She slowly got out of bed, and put on her slippers. She opened her bathroom door, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She brushed her hair, untangling her long dark brown hair. When she was satisfied with her appearance, she left her chambers and headed to the dinning room. She entered the room like a gust of wind. She noticed that Albert and Zattara were eating, and had been talking before she had entered the room. Both of the males were staring at here in surprise. Zattara stared at her because she was not supposed to be up in this room, because he was doing 'business'. Albert stared because she happened to be in her night garments, it was a cream color with no sleeves, and the neckline showed off her breasts, the bottom flowed gracefully around her low body. She sat down in the chair across from Albert.
Albert remembered her from their encounter last night. "Hello again."
A small smile crossed her lips as she took a strawberry from one of the platters of food. "Nice to see you Albert."
Zattara acted shocked "Claudia, you have met Albert?" He gave her a disapproving look.
"Yes I have had the pleasure of making Claudia's acquaintance, last night in Rome." Albert told the Count.
"Oh, how splendid." Zattara was now upset with Claudia, and she knew it. But, she did not fear Zattara he was like her own brother.
"How do you two know each other?" Albert asked.
"We are cousins." Claudia answered. "I am Lady Monte Cristo, his uncle is my father."
"Well, I would be delighted if you would join your cousin the count at my birthday party. Would you give me that honor my dear lady?" Albert asked her.
Zattara gave Claudia a look that said don't-even-think-about-it, but she did. Nodding her head she replied "It would be a pleasure."
"Wonderful." Albert said happily. He had secretly hoped to see Claudia again, she intrigued him. She didn't act like a normal aristocrat, or woman. She seemed to make her own rules, and act they way she pleased. Normally Albert would have looked at such a woman in disgust but not this one. She had this presence that immediately took his breath away just by looking into her eyes.
Jacopo entered the room with Zattara's business concerning the island of Monte Cristo. He and Zattara had practiced the act that was going to be preformed for the boy earlier that morning. Unfortunately an unexpected audience member had arrived. Jacopo stared at his sister his eyes wide with shock. He heard Zattara clear his throat as a sign to proceed. Claudia knew that they were going to draw Albert in with the treasure found from the island. So she just listened to the conversation, and did not interrupt.
When her brother finally left, the count smiled. "Well, I am sorry but I must excuse myself. Your carriage is awaiting you."
Albert rose from his seat and replied "Thank you for breakfast. I hope to see you at my party." He nodded to the count and to Claudia. She gave him a small smile and he left the room.
Jacopo had been listening from behind the door, when he was sure that Albert was gone he entered the room. Both of the men stared at the young woman for an explanation.
"Good show gentlemen." She smirked and exited the room.
Zattara stopped her. "What was that?"
Claudia played innocent. "What?"
Jacopo glared at his young sister. "Why were you here?"
"I live here." She told him matter of factly.
"That's not what I meant!" Jacopo cried.
"I know what you meant, and I forgot that today young Albert was joining us." She replied simply.
Zattara sat back in his chair. "I suppose this means you are to come to the party as well?"
"Well we wouldn't want to disappoint him. His heart seems set on it that I make an appearance. And you well know I am not one to disappoint." She gave a sly smile.
Jacopo knew that look on his sister's face. She was planning something, and he wante to know what. "What do you have under your sleeve?"
Claudia looked down at her arms. "I don't have any sleeves on." And with that she left the room. Her mind was not planning what Jacopo was thinking of. She had no intension of ruining Zattara's revenge. She just wanted to get to know the boy, and maybe have some fun while she was at it. But, for some odd reason, when he smiled at her she felt a surge of excitement swell up within her. The emotion confused her; she had never felt that kind of excitement. And now she wanted to know what it was, and why she felt it. This was her motive, and the only plan she had was to find out the cause, whatever it took.
-----Please review, so I know if anyone is reading this fic. ~Alana-----
