Between the Pages: Meet your foreign fantasy crush, Damien Lisandro.
Damien! How kind of you to join us.
Grins saucily. “Well, you did grab me from my room and beg me to speak with you. How could I refuse such a request?” Eyes his surroundings. “And what interesting décor in this study.”
Uh, yeah. Very interesting. So . . . Wow, you really do have gold flecks in your eyes.
Leans forward, expression cheeky. “It’s your beauty reflected in them, my lady.”
*barely contains giggles* Whatever you say. Um, now back to the interview. Can you tell us a little about your background and interests?
“Oh, well, I was raised as the son of a wealthy tradesman, had a loving mother and a sister whom I adored. My life was quite grand.”
Uncomfortable, he takes a sip of his cappuccino. “Mm, that’s quite good. Well, you see, my father accidentally beat my mother to death one night in a drunken stupor, and my sister Isabella died shortly after we fled from my father.” His smile is wobbly. “Next question, please.”
*Winces* Sorry. Favorite color?
“I have seen so much royal purple since I took up residence at the castle that it has grown on me.” Smiles softly at the wooden table. “And Sarah looks lovely in purple.”
So are you and Will going to duke it out for her, or what? How does that work?
“I’m in no rush to win her heart, but in the end, I will earn her affection.”
You’re a rather confident fellow. Okay, well, I know you grew up in Spain, but how do you like being a lord in Serimone?
“I suppose it has its advantages.” Scratches the perfectly sculpted hair on his chin. “However, living inside the castle walls and being so closely watched has its disadvantages, as well.”
But surely having so much wealth and being well known has its perks.
“Yet everyone is always watching my moves or planning them for me. That is one of the reasons why I sought out the company of Lady Sarah; she made me feel normal—no expectations or preferential treatment because of my station. Being with her gives me something to hope and live for outside of myself—she makes me want to be good.” Grins self-consciously. “But that sounds ridiculous, I’m sure.”
…. People, I just died a little from swooning. But you keep distracting me, you beautiful creature! Back to my questions: You get toxic waste spilled all over you and now have your choice of superpowers. You would pick…?
“To know all. I would never have to question anyone again.”
Does mistrust happen a lot in your field of, uh, lording?
“I’ve dealt with my fair share of betrayals. Everyone wears a mask, as I told Sarah once, and you never can tell whom to trust.”
“Yes, it can be, but there are many activities and events with which to keep my mind occupied.”
Speaking of which, I’ve been drilling everyone who stops by about a certain future event in Serimone. Are there any upcoming weddings that you know of? Anyone in particular?
Grins charmingly, eyes bright. “Are you proposing? Because then I most heartily accept!”
*Laughs* No! I . . . Well, actually, let me consider it. I’ll get back to you in, ohhh, say a thousand years?
Looks confused. “What?”
Don’t worry; it won’t feel long at all. And that, folks, is the beauty of time travel.
“Time travel? You mean you can—“
No! What? No! *laughs* Of course not, you handsome devil. I was just making a joke. *whispers* But, uh, if you could put that blindfold back on while I drive you home, that would makes things go a lot smoother for the both of us.