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aly:

“Didn’t think hell would look like this place.”

Someone really did not want to be there; she’d rather be back in Ireland training for the national archery championships.

“a castle filled with angst royals being married off to one another for political gain? all round fun for all the family.” he mentioned yet it was clear he was being sarcastic by the tone he took.

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- ̗̀ (he/him) is that DYLAN O’BRIEN coming off the private jet? oh no that’s GUGLIELMO DE’ MEDICI the 26 year old PRINCE of ITALY. people often say they remind them of OIL PAINT STAINS, AN OVERBOILED MOKA POT, THE RAYS OF A BEAMING SUN. they are arranged to marry JULIET DAIMEN.

typical baby of the family and likes it that way.

spoilt and carefree is one of the reasons that guglielmo does not want to get married. he worries that he’ll have to give up his comfy life to go live somewhere else. 

but he does usually manage to talk his way ( in and ) out of things, so he hopes that he will be able to work things out. or perhaps he can make his way through everything with jokes — which is his usual coping mechanism.

definitely lives by boys will be boys, though that is mostly because his parents often used it to cover for him. if there was anything that guglielmo had done wrong then it was nothing that couldn’t be fixed by a few hail marys. 

still, he doesn’t often take responsibility and is quick to place the blame on somebody else when things are not going the way he wants. 

now that he is getting older, he is trying to place some of these traits behind him. he wants to make sure that he can make his marriage work for italy.

family is everything to him and he wants to remain close so that he can be with his brother, as well as watch his family grow due to the marriages. 

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andras‌:

“Well no I don’t, but it is interesting to know that I can fall on my ass seven feet away and he will never know,” he pointed out knowing the chance of the exact situation coming true was decent. “This kid is going to be living an interesting life. It’s weird.”

“he won’t know it? so you’re having a little boy bat then.” he mentioned, pulling his lips inward to hide the smile that was trying to inch on his face. “although i do believe most royals live a more interesting life then most. even those who live in their palaces all the time.”

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juliet‌:

Juliet hadn’t exactly imagined this being their first conversation since the news was announced but she supposed you never truly got a say. She shifted to run her hands over the skirt of the dress she had specifically choose for meeting him. “In your defense though that is simply wrong and that’s coming from a Spaniard, so who is the monster in this?”

guglielmo was trying his best to keep away from sarcasm or any sharp comments upon their first meeting. instead he was playing to his strength of mindless issues — anything more serious and he was worried about having their first fight. “if even a spaniard knows it then there is no excuse from them now is there?” he raised a brow, “at least you’ll fit in around italy... just don’t tell anybody you prefer a rioja over a sangiovese.”

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Gwyn: Maybe I should just get her a kitten.

Gwyn: She could remember the country where she got them every time she sees them, does that count as something

Guglielmo: there are quite a few hanging around

Guglielmo: so i suppose there is a rescue somewhere around here

Guglielmo: i volunteer to come help select

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astrid: 😱

astrid: it all makes sense now

astrid: I need bat inspired names

guglielmo: bartok. no doubt.

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andras‌:

Andras was never a book person but the farther in the pregnancy that Astrid became the more he knew he needed to read. “Did you know it takes months until the baby is going to be able to see more than a few feet ahead of them?”

guglielmo glanced up from his book to show interest in the matter. “so you’re telling me that you are going to stand a few feet away for the first couple of months?” he raised an eyebrow at the other. “you know the kid is going to learn the truth at some point.”

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astrid: yeah I'm not sure how I came with that smell

astrid: it was worst the night the baby was made

guglielmo: maybe he bewitched you with his batlike ways

guglielmo: that was definitely those nocturnal hormones

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astrid: I super thought I was the only one who noticed

guglielmo: nah you're not

guglielmo: don't get me started on the smell

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Cyrus: i mean if you're up for it i'm up for it

Cyrus: i have a very picky taste palette and lemme you tell you if it doesn't get chocolate from home i'll scream

Cyrus: this isn't being overdramatic !! these are reasonable needs !!

guglielmo: i'll make the posters, you bring the people

guglielmo: one should always have a sensitive palette when it comes to food

guglielmo: imagine life without good chocolate and good coffee? unreasonable.

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astrid: did you hear it was a monster?

astrid: its half andras sooo... basically the same thing

guglielmo: something about bat wings and claws

guglielmo: but we all know those are andras' most desirable features

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astrid: its a....

astrid: BABY !!!

guglielmo: not what i heard

guglielmo: but i totally believe you

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“do you ever just see yourself becoming a stereotype?” guglielmo blurted out to whoever was there to listen — completely unable to stomach the awkward silence any longer. that particular common area wasn’t particularly populated, and he was far too lazy to engage in any meaningful conversation. “for example, today i found myself ripping somebody’s head off for cutting up spaghetti. i mean, who does that?”

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val:

Val very nearly snorted, laughing at his little brother. “I hated the idea of getting married.” He clarified. He just saw it as his duty, and he was lucky enough to have someone loving to be with. He tousled the hair of his younger brother. “Regardless of where you go I’m sure you’d find something you like about it–food especially. Do you know where you’re supposedly off to?”

guglielmo could be the picture perfect youngest child — currently laid back in his bed, sulking over the fact that he couldn’t get what he wanted. although in this case, he believed that it was a reasonable reaction. “but now you’re with lilya, everything is different. you are both happy. but me? well... i might not get that. i don’t know if i even want that.” he mentioned, scowling slightly at the ruffling of his hair. knowing that he was marrying for italy was reassuring, but he was definitely would prefer to stay home to serve his country. “nothing will be good as food from home. still, i am not sure. papà has yet to tell me.”