#fioracavazza

[borgiadaughter]

+ fioracavazza

Lucrezia spotted a woman she had not seen before in the castello. By the looks of it, she appeared to be a courtesan and that made Lucrezia nervous. She was a jealous lover and anyone that might catch Cesare’s eye was a potential threat. She approached the unknown woman in an attempt to make her own presence known.

"Ciao signora."

[the-dama-rossa]

A woman's job. || Fiora & La Dama Rossa

Curling her fingers into a small piece of paper, La Dama Rossa headed toward the stable to collect a horse. She spent most-- if not all-- of her free time in Roma's countryside so a ride was required in order to return back to city. Walking was too much effort. The now crumpled piece of paper in her palm had been a message from her Maestro, calling her back to the Castello to receive mission orders. It also said for her to collect Fiora Cavazza. Collect? Who did he think she was? A baby sitter-- No. He thought she was a dedicated member of their order and she was not one to disappoint. Her Maestro's growing paranoia often drew the agents back to the Castello due to his growing unwillingness to write missions onto paper in fear the Assassins would intercept them. Not impossible. They often did it to the Assassins. With an exasperated sigh, she came into the stable where she quickly mounted a horse-- throwing a bag of coin to the boy who had been tending the creatures. She twisted her gloved fingers into the reigns and pulled, steering the horse out of the stable and toward the Brothel she knew Fiora was apart of. Despite how she had nothing against courtesans, she always felt a sense of arrogance when she was around them, as if she were better. In truth, she was not. However, if anyone were to say that, she would be swift in dealing out punishment. Letting out a soft little sigh, she slid down from her horse while holding the reigns to question a group of rather young courtesans. Have you seen her? Fiora? Yes? Where? Yes. Ok. Thank you-- Take this. Paying them off was always a quick way of getting them to leave her alone. Apparently Fiora was inside the Rosa in Fiore. Heading to the door, she knocked and entered.

[the-dama-rossa]

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[theborgiageneral-blog]

There is a small army at the door...

He growled slate blue eyes coming up to rest on the one responsible for bothering his work. His hand wandering over towards his crossbow. "Pray you have something to report."