After being
ambushed by Lionel at the mixer on Friday, Lex hadn't held out much hope of staying past the weekend. Sure he'd come up with more than enough reasons why he should be allowed to, but even if he wasn't aware of the fact that and his father had fundamentally different definitions of 'good reasons', it would be too much like winning
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Cesare did have to leave soon, but he was insisting on visiting her room again, and she had to confess, she was reluctant to see him go.
Perhaps he was stalling for time. She would not hold such matters against him.
They stumbled into the room, laughing over some ridiculous matter, but Lucrezia stopped when she saw ... the boy, packing.
"Lex," she said. "You aren't leaving."
It was a question, even if it did not sound like one.
A half-second too late, Lucrezia realized that her efforts to keep her brother from discovering her roommate's identity (or, more specifically, gender) had, at this late hour, been foiled.
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He noticed Lucrezia wasn't alone. "Is this your brother?" This could hardly end well. On the upside if he was in traction, he'd get to stay on the island a while longer.
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She was being rude, and so she drew herself up properly.
"Lex, this is my brother, Cesare," she nodded. "Cesare, Lex, who shares my quarters."
Inspiration led her to add, "He is quite the devout monastic, though he does not wear his monk's-robes while in civilian life."
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He did not quite believe his sister's story. The boy was attractive, and young. His sister was charming, and had not mentioned a monk in her sleeping-quarters. Cesare was not slow.
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