2020-08-13 5:51:45 ¶ ●

Can I just say- and I know I’ve said stuff like this before but can I just say- Edmund of Gloucester and Andrea Cavalcanti would get along so well. They wouldn’t even try to scam each other. They would just respect each other. They’d be like “hey my dad kinda sucks”

“haha yeah same- he hates me because I’m literally and figuratively a bastard”

“huh. Same. what did you do about it?”

“Oh, so I framed my brother for plotting against him so that he’d make me the heir, and then I accused him of treason and nearly got him killed.”

“woah that’s awesome! all I did was, oh, I don’t know, pretend to be nobility- which by birthright I practically am, my mother was a baroness- to gain the trust of the people of Paris. I kinda stabbed a guy and got caught though. Luckily that father of mine that I mentioned before happened to be the crown prosecutor. So after he was done accusing me of all my crimes, I accused him of his- basically just how he tried to murder me when I was an infant. No big deal. I think he lost his job after that.”

“His job and any respect anyone had for him, right? Yeah, same happened with my dad. I got his title of Earl after he was accused of treason and my brother was out of the picture as well”

“Nice.”

“Nice.”