DE FACTO.

JULIUS COLONNA, DEFACTO RULER OF ROME.

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julius colonna ─ richard madden ─ thirty eight ─ de facto ruler of rome   penned by jess.

- dossier - vanities - musings - aesthetics -

[ofcolonna]

status: closed for @stewahrt location: scottish audience chamber within the hôtel saint-pol

with his usual air of confidence and charm, julius stood with a tall posture and confident hands folded together behind his back as he awaited in hope that the scottish queen would accept his request for an audience. whilst there was no shortage of rulers and courtiers who sought to meet with rome's de facto ruler it was those who were in no such rush that caught the roman's attention. not out of ego or seeking to discover why they did not wish to meet with him in the most urgency but he often found that those more casual meetings were to be the most pleasant and lacked in guarded behaviour.

at the announcement that came in the form of heavy doors opening, julius immediately lowered his torso into a modest bow and remained so for a moment longer than necessary. " your majesty, if you seek to dismiss my presence then i will happily depart, i ask only that i might bestow gifts from my beloved rome unto yourself ... " with the gesture of a hand two servants stepped forward to accompany him, one holding in their arms a medium-sized barrel whilst the other held carried a silver plate with various items upon it. " wine - from my own vineyard in rome, you will taste no better - and perfume and creams. admittedly my wife had a hand in the latter, the profumo-farmaceutica in rome is her favourite in this world and the dominican friars who use their skill to make such goods are truly the best at their craft. "

[ofcolonna]

status: closed for @isabelofscots location: the gardens of the hôtel saint-pol

there was not a person in attendance at this summit that julius did not deem worthy of a meeting, be it one conversation or a well-formed alliance... the colonna did not intend to leave France without seeking an introduction with at least most whom had seen it to be in their interest to be there at the hôtel saint-pol, no, he would leave with a host of new friends and foes and for that he was certain. the princess isabel, for example, may not have been a head of state but he was certain she had her own alliances, her own beliefs and her own story to tell. after all that is what he believed that people largely were - stories - and he was most curious to learn of hers.

in passing it was difficult to not take note of the scottish princes and the roman made certain to pay the same respects as others who stepped aside and bowed their heads in the proper respect a princess was deserving of but julian, never one to entirely follow the crowd, was quick to step forward with a charming smile and a respectful bow of his head. " your highness, please forgive me if you believe this to be an intrusion but it would be an honour if i were able to introduce myself. i am julius colonna, a mere servant to the great state of rome, and i would honoured if i might accompany you to your destination. "

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