"He is up to something, I am sure of it." Lucrezia hissed walking arm in arm with Cesare in the garden. The sun was high in the sky, the roses were blooming and Cesare had surprised Lucrezia by joining her on her daily stroll. Usually he was too busy for her with stratagem and conferences with their Holy Father. But today he had sought her out to inform her of their brother's ominous invitation. She felt like this was the only time he sought her out, to tell her of news, and usually bad at that.
"Oh I have no doubt, but we must go."
"Must we?" Lucrezia laughed, smiling eyes looking up at Cesare as he similarly looked down on her with his own fondness.
"I'm afraid so, my love." Cesare wrapped an arm around his sister, pulling her close and planting a kiss on her nose. Lucrezia let out a giggle and attempted to push Cesare away from her.
"I am too old for kisses on the nose Cesare."
"Is that so?" Cesare raised an eyebrow, and let Lucrezia out from his firm grasp. "What do young ladies receive then instead of kisses on the nose?"
"I am afraid you are not old enough to know." Lucrezia teased, twisting from Cesare's out reached hands in his attempts to pull her close to him once again.
"I know more than you, sweet sister." He chuckled, pursuing her as she disappeared further into the garden. He has just gotten close enough to clasp the intricate fabric of her favourite blue dress, when a sharp turn allowed her escape. He quietly stalked the path, ears listening for the sound of his sister's quiet laughter or soft breaths. He had just gotten to the end of the trail in a state of confusion, facing a brick wall covered in vines and surrounded by roses, when two delicate hands covered his eyes.
"Ahuh! Seems there are still some things you have to learn."
He covered her hands with his own and brought them down to his lips, planting ten soft, quick kisses on each of her fingers there. Lucrezia sighed out a breath at the sensation.
"Perhaps you could teach me?"