Fall from Innocence

by CharlRhodes

Francis and Arthur are made for each other. Fascinated by eighteenth century literature, smarts, cynical, they are sure they don't belong in this time. And especially a burning desire to assert their omnipotence. So what better to become the Vicomte de Valmont and the Marquise de Merteuil? Some rules, many prey maximum trophies. They are masters of a cruel and dangerous game.

21. Letter 19

Letter 19

Antonio to Arthur

In Saint-Cyr

I already told you you're not meant to be military, amigo. At least you can ONLY blame yourself. Here nothing to report, nothing funny anyway. Bitches of schools are still the same. Arthur and Ralph act like the kings of the world and they exasperate me. It seems that their great friend, Alfred, went to high school in New York. Classes are classes. I'm hanging out with Christian, he is really a cool guy. We check out, we laugh. I showed him my poems, he said it was bullshit. My mother smiled all day and only talk about the guest list for her wedding, pro cierto you are invited, I hope they can release you from your obligations, just to be really, really drunk. I have not told my father yet, after all it's her problem. So no, nothing very interesting, cariño.

If you want my opinion, you owe nothing to Feliciano, this guy is an idiot. I'm sure it won't work between them.

Good luck with your fascist friends. If I can afford a tip: do not overtrain, you're hefty enough like that.

From Paris, September 15 19**