Tuesday, July 7, 2015

And the River, It Goes On--Part 16

The downpour had started suddenly, and covered the ground in great sheets of water.  It rained and rained, so that the water rose from the streets in waves after falling.  Mansemat Cthonique stood at the window and watched it fall. 

"Well, that's a pity," he muttered.  He glanced at his wife.  "Viv, do you think...?"

Viviane rolled her eyes. "Look, Manny, yes, a witch can change the weather, but the question generally is one of should that witch change the weather.  And the answer is usually no."  She shrugged.  "It's a downpour.  It'll pass quickly.  And then we can go and listen to the Peers of the Free Ctiies argue about who gets to wear the pretty frocks."

Mansemat turned.  "Duke Rainald swears this meeting will be different!  Vital, even!"  Viviane just smirked at him.  "Oh, must you do that, nightshade petals?  It is so discouraging..."

"I can't help it!" she said, giving him a hug.  "You're so adorably naive sometimes!"

"When you know you're being hopeful, it's not naivete, it's optimism!" declared Mansemat.

"Sure," said Viviane with a brisk nod. 

Mansemat sighed.  "Listen--this... is a nice room, wouldn't you say?"

Viviane glanced around it.  "Yeah, on the whole.  I think the tapestry in the corner's a bit much, mind you, but that's just me..."

"A nice room, in a Free City, as guests," said Mansemat.  "And we're Dark Lords.  Why, my father invaded this area in our lifetimes.  And now... these our are allies."

"For the moment," said Viviane.

"Yes, yes, I know," sighed Mansemat.  "Do I have to repeat what I said about the difference between optimism and naivete?"

"I'd prefer it if you didn't," said  Viviane.  She glanced out the window. "There--see?  The rain's stopped.   So, let's go to this meeting, so we can be bored out of our skulls, eh?  And then... come back here, enjoy some nice wine, and snuggling."

Mansemat blinked.  "Well, now I don't necessarily want to go to the meeting."

"Ha!  That's what you get for contradicting me!" said Viviane.   "You will go to the meeting, and you will like it, or no snuggling!"

"You are truly terrible in your wrath," said Mansemat with a sigh, as he headed towards the door.

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