Cassiopeia Black (cassiopeiablack) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2013-09-21 21:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~25 points, ~~cassiopeia black (cassiopeiablack), ~~lucrezia borgia (vaticanjewel) |
Who: Cassiopeia Black and Lucrezia Borgia
What: Afternoon tea!
Where: Cassi and Pollux's flat
When: Saturday September 21st
Warnings: TBD, probably none
Cassiopeia Black hadn't had the easiest time since her arrival in Madison Valley. It seemed to her to be one upset after another, most of them caused by awful misunderstandings, interpersonal issues. She'd made the decision to withdraw, to observe from more of a distance. She was a Black, wasn't she? Petty squabbles with muggles and muggle-borns ought to have been far beneath her. Cassi had always been too sensitive. She had Pollux here, though, and had taken to spending most of her time in his company. It seemed to her that the two of them had a new appreciation for each other - perhaps the one bit of good to have come out of that awful row they'd had - and she did love him dearly.
It wasn't so terrible as all that here, either. Her health was better, wasn't it? And even if she had to be more careful and discerning about who she spent her time with, that didn't make other friendships impossible. Take Lucrezia Borgia, for instance. It was true that Cassiopeia had only really taken an interest in her because she was Cesare's sister, and Cesare Borgia was one of the people Cassi still needed to keep an eye on. She didn't forget the fact that he hadn't warned Cuthbert about Pollux's intentions. Not out of any concern for the muggle boy, not now, but to have someone look up to you quite so much - she'd teased Cuthbert for how often he'd repeat things that Cesare had said - and to respond to their endangerment with indifference? It told her something.
It told her to watch Cesare, and by extension, his sister. Only that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy Lucrezia's company, did it? She was a respectable woman and not so very much older than Cassi herself, and, by the sound of things, a witch. All of that made her a better choice of friend than Cassi had made - probably since arriving here. Even the little they had talked had done her good; she was to have a new dress, and it was true that she liked the style of the Italian woman's clothes even if they wouldn't be appropriate for Cassi herself to wear outside of special occasions.
Merlin, now that Cassi thought about it, it was nice to have someone to even discuss dresses with! And now Lucrezia was coming for tea, and she was delighted by the prospect. Cassiopeia hadn't ever hosted tea for anyone outside the family before. She knew how: every well-brought up girl knew how, and she didn't think she'd done badly at preparing since there weren't any elves to take care of the drudgery. If anything, she'd enjoyed it, going about the shops looking for the nicest little cakes and scones, practicing her tea-making until even Pollux must have been sick of it, and then spending the morning arranging her hair and choosing from her dresses. She hadn't ever been especially vain, but she did see the value of a good impression. She wanted Lucrezia for a friend, for all manner of reasons.
By the time three o'clock arrived, then, all was ready. Cassi had laid the table in what passed for their drawing-room, cups and saucers, little plates piled with the sweet treats she had bought for the occasion. Now to await Lucrezia's arrival.