Pippa

[borgiafatale]

"May I see that one, please?" Lucrezia asked, pointing at a watch in the case at the men's jewelry section of Herrods.

"Ah, you have very good taste," the saleswoman said as she brought it out and laid it on a velvet box on the counter. "And quite a steal for this brand, at under five thousand pounds."

Lucrezia picked up the watch, considering how it might look against Cesare's skin tone.

"A gift for your husband?" the saleswoman asked brightly.

Lucrezia laughed. "No," she said. "In fact, what do you have that is not so much of a steal?"

While the saleswoman, a bit flustered now, began to look for other options, Lucrezia turned and leaned against the counter, re-applying her lipstick.

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[pippa_flynn]

"But that's only right. I love my brother far more than I've ever loved anyone else...though, to be fair, I doon't think I've ever actually loved anyone else," she said, thinking nothing of how that might come across.

[borgiafatale]

"Love is a rarer thing than people assume, I think," Lucrezia said.

[pippa_flynn]

"I would definitely agree with that," Pippa said. He tucked her hands into her pockets to keep them warm. "If I ever love anyone as much as Fin I'll think I'm lucky. Or that I've lost my mind. Either way..."

[borgiafatale]

Something that Lucrezia liked already about Pippa was that, despite Lucrezia making it obvious how unhappy she was with her husband at the moment, the other woman had asked nothing about him, or whether her marriage was happy. There were, obviously, more important things.

Like brothers.

"We have that in common, dear Pippa," she said. "And our brothers, they are so lucky to have us, are they not?"

[pippa_flynn]

"They really are," she agreed. She was lucky to have Fin, that was true, but all his life she'd looked out for him...until he'd gone off. That was so obviously their mother's fault. She'd hated her mother from then on, though they had a tenuous peace right now. Peace because Pippa didn't actively hate her, though refused to talk to her.

Arriving at the shop shook her out of those thoughts.

"I should buy something for Fin, too, I think. Since I'm shopping anyway."

[borgiafatale]

"Tell me about him," said Lucrezia. "And perhaps I will work my magic again."

[pippa_flynn]

A smile lit up her face.

"He's my baby brother. He's an artist- actor, writer, poet...he even writes lyrics sometimes. He's the kindest, most caring man I've ever met. He's selfless in a way I don't think I have the capacity for. He's had a very rough go of it, health problems, work problems, love problems, but none of that seems to get to him. He perseveres and he's always a joy to meet. In fact, I don't think he ever really gets angry with anyone, even when he ought to be dead mad. Except me. He gets angry with me...but we've always been like that. Bicker and make up. I just love him with all my heart," she gushed.