𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫.

❝We are 𝓑𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓪 bastards. ❞ —— The 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥 Son. DЦKΣ ӨF GΛПDIΛ. 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐞 of the Papal States. ♰ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❪ HISTORICAL RP. ❫

[۟ @godsfell]

scared of my own image / scared of my own immaturity.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

Must confess I’m missing my dear sister, @AnAureateBelle. ❦

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

to Isabel. “And what is 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 pride and joy, Your Majesty? I fear I might not be able to contain my laughter if you start listing cauldrons and brooms.”

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

Juan proudly took the Princess’ arm, his smile never seeming to falter. He felt at ease with Isabel. “A likely result of the bores you surround yourself with, my lady.” He mused, walking alongside her. Though Juan was slightly teasing, his minor arrogance was part of his —

[𝕴sabel 𝖉e 𝕻ortugal @ALEGREINFANTA]

Oh, that brought forth a merry laugh from the woman.

"Otherworldly? That's a new one, I must say! I don't recall anyone using such a word as a compliment." Was that a Juan Borgia thing? If so, she approved.

"I do indeed know the way to the palace's gardens and it would be my~

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

personality. “I have no doubt that the gardens here are remarkable. Hardly anything of the sort in Rome… no room to breathe or bloom, really.” Juan had trailed off in thought. Maybe the wine was wearing off, after all. With a quick shake of his head, his features turned back —

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

Only for you, it seems.

[𝕴sabel 𝖉e 𝕻ortugal @ALEGREINFANTA]

You're far too kind, my lord.

[𝐄𝐥 𝐇𝐢𝐣𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐨 @DlVlFILIUS]

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𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐨́𝐧

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[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

@ADIAMONDDUCHESS ╱ Sending love and prayers your way. 🖤

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

@CesareDaSubiaco And where’s the solace as a pawn, Cesare? That is why I shall continue to play my own game throughout.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

(😁).

[࣪ ⟢˘ ᅟ 𝖔͟de ᅟ to ᅟ the ᅟ ‍𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬. ‍ ‍ᅟ @godabhor]

i'm alive but only ironically．

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

“… otherworldly difference to the women of Rome.” As he stopped, he looked around for a beat before landing his eyes back on Isabel. “I believe you know the way to the gardens here? Since you denied me entry into your own.” Juan laughed again, small, though bemused at his joke.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

A loud laugh escaped his lips at her jest, though he honestly couldn’t answer her question. “I will let you figure that one out when the wine wears off, Your Majesty.” Juan proceeded to lead the Princess down the hallway, though thoroughly unsure of where he was even going.

[𝕴sabel 𝖉e 𝕻ortugal @ALEGREINFANTA]

A soft hum left the young Infanta as she carefully considered the Duke's words, hands clasped behind her back as she flicked amused eyes over the tipsy Roman.

"Not so much scares me, no. I don't think that is the word for it... Intrigues me, I'd say. You're proving to be a~

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

“But I’m quite enjoying the fact that I’m your source of entertainment, in contrast to all the bores you’ve dealt with thus far.” Juan couldn’t help his smile, though he had to stop in his tracks. “And believe me when I say that the feeling is mutual. You’re an —”

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

It was most definitely a compliment. (🙂‍↕️).

[𝕴sabel 𝖉e 𝕻ortugal @ALEGREINFANTA]

She'll take that as the highest compliment. (😌)

[نار @thesevenveils]

https://t.co/6bRoXAf9ai

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

@multidguidance @ALEGREINFANTA (🫡).

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

@CesareDaSubiaco You’ve already planned accordingly to my death, I see. That’s where you and I differ, brother. I don’t imagine a life where any one of our family dies. If I could have it my way, I’d wish a life of freedom for us all. Lucrezia, most of all.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

@MariaEnriquezd1 What is there to do, if not drink away most of my days?

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

The Vatican is awfully quiet today. Thank God. I’m still drunk from last night.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

“… Won’t kill him, my lady.” Though again, his words were most likely a result of too much wine, Juan never felt more free in his life. “No Roman thing here. Just a… Juan Borgia thing. Does that scare you?” As he emphasised, his eyes glinted down at her once more.

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

Juan paused in thought, briefly taking a moment to look up at the ceiling, before his brown orbs landed back on Isabel. She was right, of course. As much as he respected his Father, there was often little that stood in Juan’s way.

“And if I told you that 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍 is—”

[𝕴sabel 𝖉e 𝕻ortugal @ALEGREINFANTA]

"Ah." An understanding click of her tongue and a small nod.

"That is awfully gallant of you, my lord, I must say! Is that a Roman thing, or once again, something only your family champions?" A ringed hand settled over the Duke's arm, patting the rich silk thrice.

"I am~

[𝓙𝔲𝔞𝔫. @CatalanBlood]

“.. a part of my many names?” Juan grinned down at the Infanta, amused at her way of thinking. “As much as your words speak the truth, my Father is all the way in Rome. And there’s times like these when… what he doesn’t know….” Juan couldn’t help one of his eyebrows raising. —