Plans New and Old

I am not a spontaneous creature, I am not a man of action first, thoughts later, I am a reflective being, as such, I plan my day carefully and I plan my strategies even more carefully. Each day as I awake, my sources inform me of the latest local gossip and I decide if I wish to help some or hinder others. Save some or remove others from the burden of this mortal coil for I am the financial backbone to every major business in this town, I finance, business, politics, and sometimes projects that simply amuse me, such as the removal of a family of very old money just to watch the fallout. My family has owned everyone here for nearly a hundred years and will continue to do so for the next hundred years. We do not reveal ourselves to anyone and had my sister not been afflicted with a beauty so remarkable, a veritable Ice Queen, my sweet cousin not adore inappropriate sexual liaisons and my carnal desires been legendary, we would have remained a quiet blip under the radar of the gossip news.

Since my sister causes a stir whenever she grace the various social functions, it is not without surprise that the local herd of hormonal fools stop grazing long enough to gaze with incredulity at her pristine beauty-- something I have managed to enjoy in various ways my entire life. Sometimes my fickle nature will get the better of me and I will accompany her, to the dismay of suitors, mainly one rather married wine baron and the regret of those matrons who are not too wise or too fearful to toss their daughters in my path. I do enjoy the burden of a dangerous reputation for it amuses me to frighten those upon the lower rungs of evolutionary ladder. My sister with all her attempts to keep her passions under the radar has managed to fool everyone but her dearest brother. I could see the warmth that ebbs in her cheeks when he is near, the secret glances they exchange when others dominate the conversation, how at dinner parties his wife is strategically placed near someone whose import she is impressed with while she and the baron stay in discreet corners vibrating with silent lust. I watch my sister’s intrigues with interest, some amuse me, some I assassinate with glee but the baron is one that she can never quite shake from her blood.

I live a life of such demanding decisions; do I wear the black suit or the gray, do I broker deals that make or break, do I arrange to depose a despot or finance his realm? I watch from my tower to discover the youth have ended school once again and will descend upon us in order to party until their departure for various universities. I shall find a corner in the popular local café and enjoy frightening the lovelies with my presence. Some might drift towards me the way a moth might crash itself into the burning light unable to resist the hypnotic glare of danger while others will be too fearful to meet my gaze. I am not hampered by gender discrimination either your sons or daughters, I will ruin both with ease. Your mother did not warn you about me because I am to terrifying to contemplate.

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