#and like yeah it's been like 6 months ahdhha

[fitzrove]

Meissner for the WIP game :D

It's a longfic gift for my long-suffering friend @yallemagne who loves Meissner oahfghabf. Rudolf (Elisabeth version) x Meissner (from Affaire Mayerling). For once I've actually written a good chunk of it :D But then I got tracked off because I was doing research into the IRL lawyer guy that musical Meissner is based on ahdghjfjdah

Anyway

“He looks young”, Mizzi says, pulling back so that they face each other. “New agent?”

“I’d assume so”, he says. How kind of Taaffe to bring in new blood to make sure that his men - his bloodhounds, or perhaps his truffle dogs, in this scenario - wouldn’t get tired of babysitting him. Rudolf lets out a long sigh, rubbing at his forehead. God forbid that a prince might, just on occasion, enjoy a quiet, private evening like any other man. God forbid that he might want to forget his lack of allies and wealth of enemies on all sides and relax just for one night. But no - that would be all kinds of unseemly and impossible.

“I should’ve anticipated this”, he huffs, unable to keep the bitterness out of his voice. Mizzi squeezes his shoulder comfortingly.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Mizzi asks. Rudolf considers it for a moment - it would be nice - but finds that he doesn’t want to put Mizzi through his ranting tonight. She deserves him at his best. It’s no use to burden her with something that she - or anyone else, for that matter - would be completely unable to help him with.

“No”, he says. “I think I better head off.”

[yallemagne]

#tumblr user yallemagne if youre reading this i promise i'll finish this some day ajdhhshd #every time i mention this fic to him he tells me he's starving #and like yeah it's been like 6 months ahdhha

OH YOU DON'T FUCKING SAY BABE???

Meissner for the WIP game :D

It's a longfic gift for my long-suffering friend @yallemagne who loves Meissner oahfghabf. Rudolf (Elisabeth version) x Meissner (from Affaire Mayerling). For once I've actually written a good chunk of it :D But then I got tracked off because I was doing research into the IRL lawyer guy that musical Meissner is based on ahdghjfjdah

Anyway

“He looks young”, Mizzi says, pulling back so that they face each other. “New agent?”

“I’d assume so”, he says. How kind of Taaffe to bring in new blood to make sure that his men - his bloodhounds, or perhaps his truffle dogs, in this scenario - wouldn’t get tired of babysitting him. Rudolf lets out a long sigh, rubbing at his forehead. God forbid that a prince might, just on occasion, enjoy a quiet, private evening like any other man. God forbid that he might want to forget his lack of allies and wealth of enemies on all sides and relax just for one night. But no - that would be all kinds of unseemly and impossible.

“I should’ve anticipated this”, he huffs, unable to keep the bitterness out of his voice. Mizzi squeezes his shoulder comfortingly.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Mizzi asks. Rudolf considers it for a moment - it would be nice - but finds that he doesn’t want to put Mizzi through his ranting tonight. She deserves him at his best. It’s no use to burden her with something that she - or anyone else, for that matter - would be completely unable to help him with.

“No”, he says. “I think I better head off.”