Adstring's visiting event.

[whrrenah]

So I'll get to see my brother there? I haven't seen him in ages so to speak. And I get to interrogate his girlfriend. Excellent!

I mean, I'm sure he's been missing his family terribly. It'd be nice that I could remind him that he's loved and missed, wouldn't it?

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[capuletnomore]

[Even a small laugh is good. She doesn't want Wren to brood and worry.]

He is very well. And now that his home has been repaired, there should be a proper place for you to stay. He has had to wait for the weather to grow warmer, that he could have proper mud for the walls. He will be most glad of your company, Lady Wren.

[whrrenah]

-=She won't! It's just the initial shock.=-

Oh! Forgive me. I didn't ask for your name and you know mine.

[capuletnomore]

[She curtsies.]

I am Juliet, Lady Wren. Juliet Montague - formerly, Juliet Capulet.

[whrrenah]

Juliet? -=Waits a moment.=-

Hold on. Juliet? As in Romeo and Juliet?

[capuletnomore]

The very same, Lady Wren. Though Lord Shakespeare did not write an entirely accurate reckoning of events, so far as I know them to have happened.

[whrrenah]

Wow, that's....

That's amazing. -=She's all sparkly as she smiles. A real live legend!=-

What are the differences, if I may ask? This is so exciting! First hand accounts of events are always better!

[capuletnomore]

[She's so earnest, Juliet can't help but smile back.]

There are many. Neither my Lady Mother nor my Nanny are quite so foolish as Lord Shakespeare writes them to be. And the masked ball was far more exciting. My darling Tybalt caught out Romeo and his friends, and acted as he always does, brandishing his knife. Though he did also help me to keep away from Count Paris for most of the evening as well.

And it was Romeo who proposed to me, not I to him. Though it was I who insisted upon a farewell kiss before he left my balcony.

[whrrenah]

It's interesting to see what people do in the name of poetic license.

-=Just think, her brother's met someone famous and he doesn't even know it!=-

Wasn't it bold back then to ask for a kiss?

[capuletnomore]

Indeed. I should like words with the playwright, should he ever find his way to the city.

[She grins at the question.]

Not quite so bold as a gentleman stealing the heart of a lady from her intended betrothed during a ball which he was not meant to attend!

[Not that Paris ever had her heart, but shhh.]

[whrrenah]

-=She grins right back.=-

Give him the right setting and he could!

[capuletnomore]

Oh, indeed he could. Given that the intended one has no hold over the lady's heart whatsoever.