The funeral is on a Friday, and aptly it rains on a cold north-westerly wind. Caius's speech is impassioned and from the heart; everything that Mina knew it was going to be, even if he did decide to write it at some absurd hours of the night. Cordelia's brothers act as her pall-bearers and Caius is photographed leaving with his youngest niece in ( Read more... )

With Cordelia's eulogy finished, arrangements for the funeral finalized with it only days away, Caius has been occupying himself with everything else that needs to be done before they leave on the 27th. He's not selling the house, but he's not keeping it up while he's still in the states more often than he isn't, either - all of Cordelia's things ( Read more... )

While Caius and Cordelia had been living almost entirely separate lives long before he left for Washington, one of the strangest things about coming back to the house to mourn her and settle her affairs is how little the place has changed in his absence. It's comfortable (he doesn't need it to be comforting), while he makes and takes phonecalls, ( Read more... )

From the restaurant, Caius heads directly back to the residence; when he finds Mina, he has his shirt sleeves rolled up, his tie in his pocket and his jacket over his arm. He's been thinking on the drive - about what Alex might have been after, if he was after anything, if the presently tenuous acquaintanceship could come in useful ( Read more... )

( It's only hubris if I fail. )

Gaius Julius Caesar

Her Majesty's Ambassador to the United States of America

British Armed Forces; Royal Navy

Cleopatra (1999)

Plutarch * Life of Caesar

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