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ι нα∂ ℓιвεятү, вυт ι ∂ι∂ ησт sεε ιт.
ι нα∂ тιмε, вυт ι ∂ι∂ ησт кησω ιт.
αη∂ ι нα∂ ℓσvε, вυт ι ∂ι∂ ησт ғεεℓ ιт.
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"Oh, does that mean I’ll have to trudge out into the outskirts of Roma with you, Federico and the baby and share your company instead of being hunched over my desk? However will I cope."
"Mmm, and your novices will have to find someone else to seek out for their assignments. How ever will they survive one evening without you, caro?" Viola hummed, gently scratching at his cheeks.
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"I want you back by my side with our baby." He pauses and smirks suddenly, "I might have said it before but I really hope Federico doesn’t get jealous…"
"Then do not give him a means to be so," she replied back to him with a playful smirk of her own, kissing the tip of his nose. "We will have to spend time together as a family, a lot of time.. There is quite a bit of lost time to make up for"
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"I do." Ezio murmurs, brushing another kiss over her lips. "Remember that."
"..Good," Viola smiled, gently cupping both of his cheeks with her hands. "I want a happy family with you more than anything.. I want to make you happy."
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
Ezio turns to face her, leaning in close, “I want to do this right for you, Federico and the baby.”
"And for yourself as well, caro," she tried to gently pull him in, to brush a light kiss to his lips. "I want you to want this too.."
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"You mean near impossible." Ezio grins up at her, "Even if we didn’t have the baby, I still would want to give us another try.”
"I cannot wait to see that," Viola giggled, scratching just under his chin. "As would I. We have given us another try, and now we will be a happy family, as we were meant to be."
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"… I would really rather we didn’t if it is another boy."
"Va bene," Viola whispered to him, gently scratching her nails against his cheek. She smiled down at him, hoping to reassure him, "Soon, we will have a tiny babe of our own, and a true reason to try again.. But I have the feeling it will be difficult tearing you apart from them," she teased.
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"You know what I can come up with - this is why we’re going to have two children soon." He sighs, leaning back and peering up at her, "Massimo, Ilario… Isaia? I don’t know, I’m no good with names…"
"I like hearing your ideas.. Besides, I think Isaia is lovely," she mused, gently scooping her hand down to cup upside-down against his cheek. "If it is another boy, we can name him after your other brother? Or perhaps your father? Federico and Giovanni.. Unless it hurts you to think that way. Mi dispiace."
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"I’m hardly going to be upset either way, Viola."
"Molto bene," she teased him, lightly scratching at his scalp. "Caro.. It is your turn to think of names. I am curious as to what you can come up with."
"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"As do I.." she mused with a smile, giggling under her breath. "Sonia for a little girl.. But what if we have another son?"
"You think we will?"
"Mmmm," she gave a long hum of thought, reaching down over the side of their bed in order to play with his hair. "It is possible, caro.. But something tells me you would prefer a little girl."
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"Marietta? Antonio? Galileo? Giotto? Sonia? Feliciana? Lucia? Rolando? Roberto?" Viola lay in his bed, now unable to fully move about as she wished, her pregnancy nearing it's close. For now, she tried to distract herself from her discomfort by tossing names at her lover as he worked--not far from her side.
"Ehh…" Ezio looks up from his work, having settled on the floor by the bed, his back braced against it. "Though I do kind of like Sonia."
"As do I.." she mused with a smile, giggling under her breath. "Sonia for a little girl.. But what if we have another son?"
There was a faint knock upon the room Viola occupied, Gratia standing in the doorway with a small. "May I bother you for a moment, suocera?"
Viola peeked over at the door as Gratia peeked inside. “Oh, bambina..” She smiled, sitting herself up slowly with a small groan, her back aching. “Of course, Gratia.. What is it?”
"I know he’s excited, but I can’t speak for him on everything." Her shoulders shrugged.
"Si, but you know him.." she frowned. "..I hope he will not act terribly."
There was a faint knock upon the room Viola occupied, Gratia standing in the doorway with a small. "May I bother you for a moment, suocera?"
Viola peeked over at the door as Gratia peeked inside. “Oh, bambina..” She smiled, sitting herself up slowly with a small groan, her back aching. “Of course, Gratia.. What is it?”
"Do you think it will be a girl?" Gratia tilted her head in curiosity, eyes falling to the swell of the other’s abdomen.
"It could be. I have heard that it can feel differently, depending on the sex.." Viola smiled, sighing quietly. "How do you think Federico would feel with a baby sister?"
There was a faint knock upon the room Viola occupied, Gratia standing in the doorway with a small. "May I bother you for a moment, suocera?"
Viola peeked over at the door as Gratia peeked inside. “Oh, bambina..” She smiled, sitting herself up slowly with a small groan, her back aching. “Of course, Gratia.. What is it?”
"Are you uncomfortable?" She perked up, worry flashing across her freckled face. "Do you need me to take care of anything for you?"
"Do not worry about me, bambina," Viola smiled, leaning back into her pillows. "I am sure there is nothing terribly wrong, it could just be because of my age.. Or perhaps this time the outcome is different," she giggled, rubbing at her stomach.
There was a faint knock upon the room Viola occupied, Gratia standing in the doorway with a small. "May I bother you for a moment, suocera?"
Viola peeked over at the door as Gratia peeked inside. “Oh, bambina..” She smiled, sitting herself up slowly with a small groan, her back aching. “Of course, Gratia.. What is it?”
"Si, but they hold Ezio in higher respects than Federico and I. We live so far out in the city, we’re… not included in much." Gratia trailed off, swallowing a breath and hoping to change the subject. "So— do you have any ideas on what you might be having?"
"That will all change very soon," Viola nodded, not allowing Gratia to escape the topic. "You and Federico are just as important as his father and I.." she hummed, gently rubbing at her belly. "We are not sure.. but regardless, the baby will be loved, so much.. I am so excited. I do not remember feeling this bad with Federico, but I am certain things will be alright."
There was a faint knock upon the room Viola occupied, Gratia standing in the doorway with a small. "May I bother you for a moment, suocera?"
Viola peeked over at the door as Gratia peeked inside. “Oh, bambina..” She smiled, sitting herself up slowly with a small groan, her back aching. “Of course, Gratia.. What is it?”
"I thought it would be appropriate for us to wait until you and Ezio married, because it’s very likely my wedding will be overshadowed once the others hear that Il Mentore is going to be married. N-No offense." Gratia chuckled shyly, half shrugging.
"Overshadowed? Dio mio, if that happened I would certainly have quite a word with your brothers and sisters. Every wedding is meant to be celebrated.. And you are to be married to the Mentor's son. That in itself is worth celebrating," she nodded with a warm smile.