Rocket Chinese 3
December 22nd, 2008
“Now isn’t this better than that depressing little room?” Rocket Chinese smiled. “Much better. But you want to talk about Atilius Titianus, don’t you?” A mischievous smile spread across her face. “I thought so. Well, I can’t help you. Maybe Mother can do something.” “She says nothing can be done … Daddy doesn’t like Atilius and he won’t allow me to marry him.” “What do you think I can do?”“Ohhhh, Vectis,” she caressed his arm. “Talk to him. Tell him that marrying Atilius is paramount in my life. Tell him to think of me and what I want.” Her face puckered in a tiny pout. “Tell him his little girl loves Atilius and wants to marry him.” Vectis hated this talk.
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