deux

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{The roses are in full bloom in the forest, which has drawn Robespierre to them. He's looking rather nostalgic, and despite his usual prim and proper self, considerably more relaxed.}

How long it has been. The roses of Arras could not compare. The Rosati Society would sure be marveled by such blooms...

{He pauses to pick one of the roses, and recites what seems to be a long-since prepared speech}

"It is happiness that I wish for you. Such happiness awaits you if, true to the charm of your vocation, you prove zealous in fulfilling the sacred obligations it imposes on you. In short: love the rose, love your brothers; these two precepts contain the whole law..."

{But after his cryptic speech, he starts to pick other roses, thinking to make something nice to put in the rather plain room he's sharing with Lorenza and Cagliostro. Feel free to ask if he's gay, or something. Or Sebastian, Dorian, and Robespierre can start a super gay roses club. Either or.}