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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