Europe / Florence / Florence (Palazzo Medici Riccardi): June 24th, 2020.
Dear reader.
I was scammed.
(Annabelle's POV)
"Lady honorable, the operation removed or rearranged most of the usable genital tissue. Decades of scarring have further distorted the anatomy. A simple penile inversion vaginoplasty is no longer possible. Creating a full depth vagina would require either abdominal peritoneal reconstruction or removal of a segment of bowel. Given your age, frailty and existing surgical risk, the potential for wound breakdown, fistula, rectal urinary injury, infection, bowel complications, or death is too high for an elective operation so my answer is respectfully no." Said a old hunchback man with a white coat on.
The room was silent for a moment.
I blinked a couple of times and said "So I had to move all this ass, just for you to say no…what a useless person."
The room went completely silent.
"Ahem…my apologies, lady honorable. I am just doing my duty as the head doctor." Said the old man with a slow bow.
I waved my right hand at him and asked with my eyes squinting "I will not beat around the bush, can you rejuvenate me."
The old man's eyes widened subtly and was very silent for a moment before saying carefully "I will have…"
"It is a yes or no. I didn't ask you to go all around thr world just to answer my question. I am may be cognitively slow in certain areas but I am still a pimp and when I ask a question, you answer so I will ask again, can you rejuvenate this pimp." I asked calmly with a very serious look on my face.
The room was silent.
The old man sighed while rubbing his temples as he said "If you mean literal rejuvenation, that is impossible but cosmetically yes, yes I can."
"…Ok. I want this operation to begin as soon as possible. Inform me when you are ready, you may leave now." I said calmly with a wave of my hand as I continued to sit at the edge of thr bed.
The old man was completely still for a moment.
He took a step forward and gently grabbed my hand and kissed it with a kowtow posture as he said "Lady honorable."
Dear reader.
Nevermind.
Continue on.
I had a frozen neutral look on my face as I took my hand away and said "I know I still look good but you're not finna get none of this."
"Ahem…you misunderstand lady honorable, this is a gesture of respect toward royalty." Said the old man with a uncomfortable look on his face as he quickly took his leave.
*Boom*
I blinked in silence for a moment and thought "I must have misunderstood, anyway now that I'm done with this let's see what ro…"
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
The room went silent.
"ENTER." I said loudly with a sigh.
The door opened and a very beautiful chocolate skinned woman with light blue eyes, buzz cut platinum blonde hair, a diamond shaped face and 5'11 in height with a very voluptuous hourglass figure hidden behind a black and gold luxurious styled dress.
The room was completely silent.
"What do you want mercy." I asked calmly with a look that wasn't surprised at all.
Mercy gently closed the door behind herself.
*Click*
"Aunt belle." Said mercy calmly as she slowly made her way over toward me.
I was silent and said with a gesture of my hand "I don't know what all of this mysterious energy is but if you're not gonna get to the point, the door is waving at you to use it."
The room was silent.
Dear reader.
I know your confused.
I would be to if I was in your position.
So allow me to catch you up in the most simple way possible.
Check this out.
HOUSE OF MEDICI
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ANNABELLE de' MEDICI GIAN GASTONE de' MEDICI
Born: January 1, 1922 Born: February 1, 1925
Age: 98 Age: 95
Former Duchess of Florence
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│ ├── Mistress:
│ │ ALEXIS THEODORE
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Unknown Mistress │
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│ MERCY de' MEDICI
│ Born: October 31, 1960
│ Age: 59
│ Daughter of Gian Gastone
│ and Alexis Theodore
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BARTHOLOMEW SYLVESTIAN │
Born: November 5, 1960 │
Age: 59 │
Son of Annabelle │
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Wife: MARY JANE STEWARD │
Born: July 17, 1965 │
Age on June 24, 2020: 54* │
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ROSALIE JANE ANNE LAKE │
SYLVESTIAN SYLVESTIAN │
Born: Aug. 11, Born: June 30, 1990 │
1987 Age: 30* │
Age: 32* │
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Husband: │
TERRY CARLSON │
Born: March 14, 1971 │
Age: 49 │
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WILLIAM PERCY │
Born: April 9, 2015 │
Age: 5 │
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GIAN GASTONE de' MEDICI + MERCY de' MEDICI
Father Daughter
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ROMEO de' MEDICI V ISLE de' MEDICI
Born: May 22, 1979 Born: February 1, 1982
Age: 41 Age: 38
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Husband & Wife
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ALESSANDRO de' MEDICI
Born: December 25, 2008
Age: 11
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Nothing else needs to be said.
Continue on.
I stared at her for a moment and said calmly "Any day now."
The room was silent.
"I will not beat around the bush. I have realized a lot of things, now that my son is incompetent. I mean he was always incompetent but that is not the point. I want to do right by me and obtain my own fortune." Said mercy calmly with a serious look on her eyes.
I was completely silent for a moment, my eyes still as I said "…Ok…and…"
"And I would like your blessing for my departure because of your influence for modernizing florence over your 73 year reign as duchess. I bealive I have done my duty to this family by birthing 2 healthy children so I will like to leave." Said mercy calmly with a serious, yet tired look in her eyes that contained experience and wisdom at her age.
The room was silent.
I was silent for a moment, my mouth agape and closing.
I nodded.
"Thank you." Said mercy as she turned to leave.
She paused.
"I will not involve myself in these family disputes and I am not taking sides, romeo is a grown man." Said mercy as she quickly took her leave.
*Click*
Dear reader.
Translation: "Whatever happens to that idiot is not my fucking problem."
"She deserves her rest, she had no life since she was born…giving birth at 18 years old and trained to be the perfect woman for her own father" I thought as memories flashed in my head of mercy's past.
I sigh looked up at the roof and thought "Why didn't annabelle do anything. It was because she was to busy bettering the lives of her own people than to involve herself in family drama, she held herself above the bullshit"
Dear reader.
I will hold myself below it.
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THE END…