buonoroberto:
There were times when he would try his hand at targetting the red spot but not today. Passed were the days when he would make a fool of himself. He was always better with swords or with words than bows. But there was always an opportunity to meet and greet the newest arrivals. Not to mention that the Spanish prince had become quite an important figure in his eyes and that was thanks to his daughter. With daughters, one must face a challenge with whom to marry them to. ‘Your Highness. Trust me. I have seen worse in my days. At least you have tried and what would be a sport of your choice, may I ask?’ Perhaps they could arrange that.
Aurelio had not been actively avoiding the King of Italy, but he had certainly not been seeking him out either. Catarina and her sister were already quite intimidating when it came to each other, he could not imagine how her father would be. He knew the rumors of the king helping the Scottish Prince in his attempt on that throne and so Aurelio already knew the man would go to many lengths for his family.
“I find I am much better with a sword than a bow, Your Majesty,” Aurelio answered truthfully. “Though, I often find myself in the company of books than attempting sport.”











