I have surely missed your drabble requests window, but know there is a standing request for more Bossuet& Courfeyrac over here always!


HA little did you know this flight is interminably long

“Would you ever marry?”

“Are you asking?” Courfeyrac asked. “I’m very flattered. But with no dowry, my parents would not permit me to even consider it.”

“I was speaking generally,” Lesgle replied. “But I am glad to know where I stand.”

“Oh. Well, in that case, I don’t know,” Courfeyrac replied. “It depends, doesn’t it. On– everything. Maybe someday it will seem possible to do good work through sitting in the assembly or something similar, and I’ll take back my particle and equip myself with a wife and try to make a good enough impression to get elected. Or maybe when I turn forty I’ll suddenly become my father, and then a wife will seem very desirable indeed.”

“Or I’ll come into a sudden fortune and you’ll marry me. Then Joly will duel you and kill you I’ll be a rich, happy widow.”

“Right, yes. Or that.”

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