Inca: Scourge of the Sun 2

[ismenin]

Hello, my dears! Well, it's dull and dreary here, but never mind, the sun is shining in my heart.

I hope you have all had a good week, and that you're all ready for the next part of Inca2. Here it is....





Part Two - Parting is...

Thanks to Lady Sunrope for her beta - and do go and read the Moonhobbit fic on her lj which is totally wonderful. It is.



Spanish soldiers? Madre de Dios!

Dom stood frozen to the spot. He longed to question the messenger, but knew from long experience that Lizhe, when he was acting as the God-King, brooked no interference; unless he invited Dom to speak, he must remain silent.

The Lord of the Tuwatinsuya sat, silent for a few moments, then spoke to Villac.

"Pour the chasqui some coca, and set for him a chair."

The messenger refused both. "I can neither rest nor drink until I have discharged my duty, Lord."

Lizhe nodded at the kneeling man. "God will hear you - say on."

"The Auqui Amaru bade me tell God that it is not safe for him, not even here, in the mountains. The Spaniards told him that news had come to them - how, they did not say - that Dom Huascar - who was, before he died and rose to his new life, Dom Domingo of Spain - did not die of sickness as was reported, but was murdered by God in the mountains."

Dom gasped, and would have spoken except he saw Lizhe's face, set as stone - as intractable as if he were carved in rock.

The messenger coughed as his throat was dry, but for the second time refused drink at Villac's hands.

"They say that someone called The Holy Father demands that God be captured and all his wealth confiscated, and that he be taken to Dom Huascar's father in Spain, to answer these charges."

The man wiped his face with his hands, his exhaustion gaining upon him. "They have taken down the sacred golden wall, and carved it up for booty. Their captain said that they now know that William Boyd"...here he stumbled over the name, but had remembered the foreign sounds perfectly, as he was trained to do..."had lied about the lack of gold and jewels in the Kingdom, and that they were determined to find it."

"The Auqui Amaru managed to smuggle out the most holy of relics - the Crown of the Holy Viracocha, the mace of office, such things. He says he will remain hidden in the village of Tanqui, deep in the forest, until you send for him to come - wherever you go. He says it is not safe, here, Lord. If men know of William Boyd, they know where you are. He - the Auqui - said "Remember Qoylurani-Ica, Lord". That is my message..."

...and with that, the man fell, unconscious on his face, at Lizhe's feet.

Lizhe called for servants, saying, "See that he is taken and placed in a room of comfort, and given food and drink, and cared for with great honour. Villac, go to the Coya and Quisbe, and tell them privately what he has said. If we have a traitor in our midst, it will be wise to keep much of this to ourselves."

He glanced down at the unconscious man at his feet. "Tend to him well. Make sure two strong men remain with him at all times. God owes his life to him - he shall not go unrewarded."

Lizhe rose and set up a shout once more. Within moments several more men came running, and knelt at the doorway.

"Order all the men and women, and children over sixteen of the Royal Allyu, to gather as soon as may be in the Great Hall."

As the servants carried the chasqui out of the room, and the others ran to do his bidding, Lizhe looked, for the first time at Dom.

"It is well, Lizhe...Lord. It is not your blame that this message has reached my father or been delivered to anyone else. Will we leave?"

Lizhe walked over to Dom and put a comforting hand on his arm. "If they know we are here, we have to leave - there is no choice. I must dress, do you the same. We will make our plans in secret, later, but the people have to be told where they go. Come!"

There were thirty people in the Hall when Lizhe walked in without ceremony. The Coya and Quisbe were there, together with Rimac and Yupanque his lover, and Will Boyd and his wife as honourary members of the Royal Allyu.

Everyone knelt and put their heads on the floor as the Sapa Inca took his seat. He indicated that they might sit, and they did so expectantly, knowing news had come and anxious to discover what it meant for them.

The Inca began without preamble.

"Invaders have come from far away. Men with weapons and strengths we do not have. They wish to capture God and take him away, far across the sea. This cannot be allowed, for God would die away from his people, die out of his due season, and this would bring catastrophe to the people, who cannot thrive without God."

A rumble of assent was heard from the assembly. But they otherwise remained silent, awaiting God's word.

"Villac-Uma, command the Captain of Ten Thousand to enter."

The man entered and knelt , head bowed, before the golden throne. The Inca continued.

"The people will leave for Ixtil, which the traitor Tupac built upon over the mountains. They will travel the secret path known only to the priests, and you will cover the road that is normally used after it rises beyond the Holy Shrine. No trace of it must remain - neither must the road that leads here from the Valley beyond the second Rest House be discovered. All traces of roads leading to and from this place must be hidden - taken down. Let the terraces remain so the Valley people may work them, but tell them God has left the Holy Place in the mountains and will not return."

There was a sob from the group, but it was quickly suppressed. "Go you, and send for troops to come, so that ten thousand may soon be twenty thousand, and twenty thousand be fifty thousand, and then a hundred thousand. The work will take only one day if the numbers of workmen are great enough. God will send word when he is safe - the word will be "Intina - the Eye of the Sun - is rested." Thus will the people everywhere know God is well. Go!"

The man rose and backed, crouching, out of the room. They could hear his footsteps running down the corridor.

Then Lizhe addressed his family. "I do not come with you - I have a different path to tread. You will not know where I go, for if the Spanish soldiers find any of you, it is best you do not know where I am," he said in more informal language to his relatives.

"I take with me only the Auqui Dom Huascar, the Auqui Rimac and his spouse Yupanque, and the Auqui Boyd - if he is willing to leave his wife and child to the care of the Allyu - that is all. The Villac-Uma will accompany our people to their new home, where they may stay, or leave in small groups to come later where God resides. It is your choice to make, when the time comes. No-one will find you in the other Valley, and there is food and meat aplenty there. You will only be in danger of discovery whist you travel the path up the mountainside"

He stood and looked about him for the last time. "I have no time to kiss my wives or children farewell - I rely on you, my family, to see that they are cherished. Auqui, will you come with us? We leave now."

Will, nodded. "Aye, I will that, Lord. Pima is gey gude at fending fer hersel', after all."

He quickly kissed his wife, and left with the others.

When returned to the Inca's rooms they sat in a circle and discussed their plans. Dom noticed that the Inca had both closed and bolted the door.

"Many years ago, " Lizhe began, swiftly, "my grandfather used to tell me of a great city that his grandfather had made, which was hidden in deep growth, high on a hill, where no-one could see it from below, and very few people who were then alive, knew of it. It is called Qoylurani-Ica, the City of the Star. I will go there, where no-one will find us, and we shall be safe, for only a few people know it even exists, and all of them, except Amaru, my cousin, are old men who do not live at Cuzco, where the Spanish invaders now dwell."

Dom took Lizhe's hand in his. "How will we travel, Lord? How will we find our way?"

Lizhe smiled at him. "I know the way, although I have never seen it awake - I have been there in my dreams. We shall find it."

Dom was not so sure, but leave they must, and swiftly. "But, Lord," Dom continued, not knowing what he should do. "Men will know who I am - who Will is...the beards..."

Lizhe smiled. "Before Brother David left for Ixtil for a season, to oversee the school there, I ordered several sets of robes for him from the mission, as his were seen to be growing threadbare. They arrived, fortunately for us, after he had left. Dom, Will, you will dress as priests - then you will not be seen to be in any way remarkable."

As Lizhe sent Villac off to his personal storeroom to fetch the garments he'd specified, and Rimac and Yupanque hurried to the kitchens for food and utensils, Dom and Will stared at the Inca in amazement.

"Y'know, Lizhe," said Will, his face shadowed with concern. "I know nothing about the Catholic Kirk except that most of them in Spain are a dangerous bunch. What if someone should ask fer a Mass? I'll be at a loss, man."

Lizhe stripped off his clothing and indicated the others did the same. “What say you about this, Dom?”

"Will knows full well that I know what to do under those circumstances, and I think he, too, would be able to remember every word. A papal nuncio has to sit through many and many masses for the souls of everyone from the Holy Father to his shoemaker, and Will has sat with me through hundreds of them over the years. I think I can officiate at a mass if required to do so."

Soon they were dressed and ready to leave. Dom and Will each wearing one of David's brand new and rather stiff soutaines, and to Will's amusement each was given a simple priest's hat with a rounded top and an enormous outstanding brim.

Lizhe, Rimac and Yupanque were wearing ordinary brown workers' skirts down to their knees, with red cloaks tied about their necks, and straw hats on their heads. Dom thought that nothing could disguise Lizhe's natural bearing - he still looked every inch a king as he stood there in his simple clothing, but there was little could be done about that.

Villac stood there for a moment then said, "Lord, your hair must be cut. No worker could have hair that long, it would interfere..."

"No!" interjected Dom, angrily, before Lizhe could answer. "I will not have it cut. I will braid it into a plait!" and he quickly braided up the fine black hair which hung to the tops of Lizhe's legs, and tied it with a lace Will handed to him. "There!" It still reached far beneath Lizhe's shoulder-blades, and Will saw Dom pat it as if greeting a good friend.

Will smiled. Aye, he thought, wistfully, Dom is as in love with the wee God-King as ever he was.

Within ten minutes they had set off into the early morning mist. The sun was rising, and the whole city was glimmering gold as the four men followed Lizhe down the hillside. None save he knew where they were going, but Dom knew Lizhe had more to aid him than was apparent to mortal eyes; for had he not brought him back from the dead at the Shrine? Even now Dom did not understand what had happened on that day, and as Lizhe had never mentioned it - had, indeed, avoided any mention of it - Dom let the matter rest. It was far beyond his powers to understand.

They turned to look up the mountain to the City and saw that the inhabitants had begun to gather on the pathway up the mountain. Dom could just make out some children standing on the wall and waving, so he waved, and Lizhe, turning, did the same. Then they moved forward without a word.

They passed a troop of soldiers going upwards, armed with mattocks and other tools, and knew Lizhe's orders to demolish the road were being promptly obeyed. And although the men greeted the group, none of the soldiers recognised their God in his simple garments, and for this Dom was extremely grateful.

Then they left the road and started to travel west. Dom was puzzled by Lizhe's confidence upon the trail. "Lizhe, how do you know this is the right way, my love?" he said in quiet tones. Lizhe smiled at his spouse in an indulgent manner that Dom found rather annoying. "There is no way, Dom - I am the way," and with that Dom had to be content.

They walked on through green grass and small shrubs until dusk, when Rimac suggested they camp for the night. "If we leave it any longer, Lord, it will be too dark for us to see to prepare food or even lay out our bedding."

Lizhe patted him on the back. "Very true, my dear friend. Do you leave the food to Yupanque, here, and see if you would, to our beds. It seems Will and Dom are arguing over them."

It was quiet in the fields on the mountainside, except for a few stray animals and birds, so the sound of Will and Dom's altercation must have sounded loud in Lizhe's ears. Dom saw the two men coming towards them, and held out his hand to Lizhe.

"I am telling his Lordship of Buccleuch that we would wish to sleep apart from the others, and he will not allow it. He says we must sleep with the group."

Will scowled mightily. "Och, gang yer ane road, as ye maun aye," he said in exasperated tones, his accent getting thicker as it always did when he was angered. "But if ane of those big cats comes and grabs at yer in the nicht, I am nae responsible fer it, ye ken? Anyway , as we discussed on the road, I'm ordering the watch and Dom and Rimac will tak' first watch and then Yupanque and me. Lizhe, you come in on tomorrow's shift. "

Lizhe nodded and looked carefully at Dom, and sent Rimac to fetch him some water. "Rimac and Yupanque will wish to sleep apart if we do so, Dom," Lizhe remarked quietly, so that the men could not hear him. "Will is right about the catamounts. They abound here, on the lower slopes. I would not have either of us wake in the morning to find we are missing any important...er ...parts."

This made Dom laugh and clap Will on the shoulder. "Have it your way, Will my friend, I see we will be safer in a group."

Lizhe soon climbed under his blankets, for the nights were cool here, but Dom and Rimac took their places as watch, ever vigilant, for no-one knew what or who may be near.

After an hour Lizhe rose from his bed and tapping Rimac on the shoulder told him to retire. "I cannot sleep, my friend; I might as well hold watch with Dom, as lie there, fretting."

Lizhe took his place beside Dom on a tussock in the long grass, and his face lit by the nearly full moon, was so full of trouble, that Dom took his hand. "What is it, mi corazon?

Lizhe sighed deeply, returning the clasp. "I am thinking of the children, Dom. The road is steep up the mountain, and Ispaca is not strong. Since his mother and father are in Llaxlli on a commission from me, he will be quite alone. He..."

Dom touched his lover's face. "You need have no fear. You have entrusted all our family to the care of the Royal Allyu - they would die rather than neglect God's children - our children."

Lizhe kissed Dom's hand, and nodded against it in the dark. "Yes, that is true - they will be as safe as any one of them will be."

There was silence for a few moments then Lizhe continued. "I am fearful of the unknown - what lies before us, Dom - for I know nothing of Spanish men but what you and my father, Manuel, have shown me. And Brother David is a Frenchman, did he not say? Would you say the Spanish soldiers are honourable men?"

Dom thought for a moment. "I only know two soldiers well, Lizhe, and they are Captains-General, and honourable men, indeed. But I know nothing - and less than nothing - about the common soldier. The men I know are courtiers dressed in lace and jewels, who dance courtly measures, and carry silk painted fans, and bear little monkeys on their shoulders to delight the ladies. They will not help us fathom the mind of the common soldier."

"However, it seems to me that someone in high position has given specific orders to these men, and I expect they will not shrink from prosecuting this duty, however onerous the command, or distasteful the task may prove to be."

His voice was barely above a whisper. "These are not kind people, Lizhe, one hears stories...but I do not know...and of course, there is a streak of violence in many men, who enjoy torture for its own sake."

Dom thought of Tupac, Lizhe's former lover, who had attempted to starve the Inca, his prisoner, into his bed. He shook these unwelcome memories away.

Dom set his shoulder firmly against the tussock, and continued to scan, as far as he was able, the dark terrain around them.

Lizhe said, his voice gentle against Dom's shoulder, "we should not talk more, for poor Will, lying nearest to us must be disturbed by the sound of our voices, must he not?"

Dom laughed low in his throat. "It would take the Archangel Michael, and all the Heavenly Host blowing their trumpets, to wake Will Boyd before his apponted time. Do but listen to him snore!"

Nevertheless, Dom did as Lizhe asked, and they sat, silent, until Will came four hours later with Yupanque, to relieve their watch.


The sun was just rising when Dom woke and looked around him. Yupanque was making a fire, being the most proficient with the firestone, and Will, most providentially, had found a stream, and had brought water in a cooking pot to make their morning meal.

They ate quinoa sweetened with Lizhe's little stone jar of honey from the old woman, followed by some dried fruit, which was quickly consumed, and after washing in the stream, they pressed on through the lengthening grass.

"How long will it take us to reach the Hidden City, Lord?" Yupanque asked Lizhe as they stopped for a short rest mid-morning. Dom, sitting beside him, handed the young man a large tomato, and grinned at him. They had all become very fond of Rimac's chosen partner, not the least because the sad shadow that had sometimes lain in Rimac's eyes had vanished, to be replaced with a look of bright joy.

Dom was doubly pleased that Rimac had found a partner, because now that Rimac had Yupanque, Lizhe did not feel he had a duty to share either his bed, or his body with Rimac, even though Rimac was a Ray of Inti, as was Dom - bedfellow to the God-King.

Not that this had greatly concerned Dom, except at the beginning, but because it bothered Lizhe, who had told Dom on several occasions that he wished he had only Dom to his bed. Dom, however was well aware of the obligation of kings to produce heirs. He said nothing, except agreed with his life's love with all his heart, whilst keeping a corner of it open for the Inca's two wives, of whom he was very fond - one of them being the mother of his two children, whom he adored.

Lizhe rubbed his arm where he had been bitten by some form of flying insect, and answered Yupanque's anxious question. "I do not know where it is. I must trust my feelings, for grandfather did not say where it lay - apart from high in the mountains - nor did he hint as to how far away it was. When we are near it, my Father will tell me, and I will know," he said, with great confidence.

Dom glanced at Will and saw that the same confidence did not appear to have struck his friend. It was not that Will looked sceptical, merely concerned.

They sat and rested in the noon-day heat and soon, Yupanque, who seemed immune to its fierce rays, came back from a foray into the dense greenery with the leaves of some plant, and Lizhe rubbed them on his skin, as did the other two, equally exposed by their garments to the countless denizens of the mountain air. Will and Dom were better protected from biting insects, being clothed from neck to ankle, but took the opportunity of rubbing their faces and hands with the insect-repellent leaves, and soon they were on their way.


Two days later and they were deep in the undergrowth, with no sign of any inhabited dwelling. They had spent the night before in an old chasqui post, now long deserted, and Dom wondered where the messengers who had used this outpost were headed Surely not to the Holy City? There seemed no sense in having one here, in the depths of nowhere.

Lizhe had led them down off the mountains the next day, and it seemed to Dom that they were going round in circles, but he said nothing, although he could tell that Will was entertaining the same thought.

"There is a small village near here, in a clearing," Lizhe had volunteered. Dom thought the Inca had sensed that an explanation was needed. "I do not know its name as I have never before been here, but I judge it is Okway. It is in the correct position, at least.

Dom and Will both knew the Inca's prodigious memory for the places within his domain, and that he knew the name of every town and village in the Four Quarters - the Tiwatinsuya. Although there had been no sign of a village, a few minutes more revealed it to their interested gaze. It was well hidden in the green forest.

As they approached the village, Dom could see it consisted of eighteen or twenty stone built houses grouped in a square, with an enclosure at the far end of it which contained a few llamas.

As they approached the centre of the compound Dom noted that there was no-one to be seen - no-one had come out to welcome the strangers, which was unheard of behaviour for the Inca people.

Then Dom saw the horses tied to the scrubby trees, and grabbed Lizhe's arms. "Spaniards!" he hissed. It was too late to retreat for it would look suspicious, so Dom called out in his finely modulated Castilian tones, "Spanish soldiers! We are priests of the Order of San Miguel of the Flaming Sword. Come out and show yourselves!"

Out of one of the houses stepped a tall, fair-headed Spaniard, his handsome face lined with concern.

"Madre de Dios! Fathers - you come in a good hour! Thank God! Our Captain lies wounded and near to death. He needs absolution for his sins, and a priest's blessing. Come you in to him, quickly!"





Quinoa - pronounced Keen-wa


Dating back to the Incas, this grain is still grown in Bolivia and Peru. It's extremely rich in complete protein, so is excellent for vegetarians.
The small round grains look similar to millet but are pale brown in colour. The taste is mild, and the texture firm and slightly chewy. It can be cooked like millet and absorbs twice its volume in liquid. When cooked, the grains sweeten and become translucent.

Comments

[janejanejane.livejournal.com]

Hi there Issi! Sorry to hear it's dull and dreary where you are, sunny and warm here... Why couldn't it have been like this last weekend? Ah yes, I forgot, it was Bank Holiday!

Thanks for posting, I'm printing it out to read after lunch :) Always happy to see a fic by my fav DomLijah writer!

[tinewen.livejournal.com]

Uh oh! This doesn't look good. Saying Mass is one thing but I wonder if either DOm or Will has any idea what to do in this situation.

Another great chapter - thank you. :)

I'm so glad you're writing a sequel.

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm enjoying writing it very much - I hope you're enjoying it, too! ;D xxx

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

The tension is so high in this already. We know just how the Spaniards treated the native people of the countries they discovered, so we know how terrifying the news really is. The trek through the jungle, with only Lizhe knowing where they're going, is exciting. And what a surprise that they found this remote village already occupied when they get there. I'm so glad you're continuing with their story.

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you! I'm having a ball writing it. But please remember it is AR, and may not go in historical directions - or it may! ;D Grins xxx

[lireeli.livejournal.com]

Damn!! They already have Lizhe! Of course they still don't know it...so maybe he 'll be save!
*hugs*

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Well, we'll see what happens later on. Evol grin. *Hugs you back* xxx

[janejanejane.livejournal.com]

Wow, out of the frying pan and straight into the proverbial fire already! What a cliffhager of an ending to this chapter, leaving our boyz in danger and the royal family fragmented... Clever idea to rip up the roads - did this actually happen when the Spaniards were advancing or is this one of your own inventions?

Thanks to you and Ladysunrope for another excellent chapter! :)

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

And thank you, my love! :D Well, they didn't find Macchu Pichu intil 1912, and there must've been roads up there from the Valley, so I suspect they did hide them. Fascinating, isn't it? :D xxx

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Ignore my spelling - I'm tired! xxx

[janejanejane.livejournal.com]

Fascinating indeed! Clever people those Incas :)
xxx

[ourdramaqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh damn!!! I just hope Dom knows what to do in this situation... how did the Spaniards end up in that village already, are they scouts? And I wonder who sent that message to Dom's father... Oh my. I sure hope Lizhe will find the way to that city. The description of it reminds me of Machu Picchu. :)

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

And I wonder who sent that message to Dom's father...

Who indeed!!! :D Evol grin. And will they find the City? Giggles. What do you think??? xxx

[ourdramaqueen.livejournal.com]

Hope we'll find out soon who that was! And hey - that is a stupid question! Of course they will - God will find it! ;D

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

I bet he will, too! :D xxx

[frolijah-fan-54.livejournal.com]

I was MORE than ready for this!! Wow - only chapter 2 and already they have encountered Spaniards. The tension mounts!! Can't wait till next Sunday!!

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

I'm very glad you're enjoyong it, my dear. Next Sunday approaches! ;D xxx

[primula-baggins.livejournal.com]

Ah darn. Too bad Lizhe decided to go to this new city. How sad for the whole society that they had to leave the home they knew and loved. I hope our friends make it past the Spaniards and to their new hiding place! It should be entertaining to see Dom give last rites.

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Well, I feel sorry for them, too. We'll see what happens! ;D I am looking forward to finding out. xxx

[mole-caz.livejournal.com]

Finally managed to catch up on the new epic and trying to shake off the sand from the last...if you know what I mean? Mustn't confuse characters! Thanks Issy.

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

You're welcome, my love! We leave the sun of Greece for the sun of Peru. :D xxx

[moffel83.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for writing this:)

I absolutely loved this chapter even though it was hearbreaking to see Dom and Lizhe leaving their family behind and I absolutely did not expect them to meet Spanish soldiers this fast-I hope Dom knows how to deal with this situation...

Can't wait to read more:)

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

I;, happy you like it, my dear. The Spanish soldiers are a presence in this tale - we'll see what happens. More on Sunday! xxx

[http://users.livejournal.com/saura_/]

I so can see the way you describe Lizhe. Dressed as a country man, but still so regally!!! The way he believes in his destiny is so refreshing!! *loves*

And I know how Dom feels. It's awful to see yourself as part of something you dislike (or hate) by birthright. Unable to explain it or to let it behind.

The nobles knew about the wealth of the Inca, but not the soldiers. The soldiers were said that the Inca did not have souls --they killed the Christian priests and that's the reason why the soldiers could be encouraged to kill: Inca was devil and would take the soldiers to hell with them for an eternal punishment.

Encouraged by fear the Spanish soldiers made a massacre. And Dom (as part of the high society) knows that the ultimate reason to Christianize the Inca was to submit them and have their gold. And since that is not working fast enough --now it's time to kill the Inca to have their gold. Dom knows it all.

It's awful to know the history. So I feel a lot for Dom in here :/

And for you. Because we all know what happened in history, I'm SO SCARED for Lizhe here!!!! *shivers*

ps: I know. AR *wink-wink*

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

ps: I know. AR *wink-wink*

Indeed, AR. I SO would not be interested in writing the REAL history. The Spanish (and the Portuguese) behaved like the savages. The poor Inca (Aztec, Maya) didn't stand a chance. But I am here to re-form history in my own mould, and because it's AR, I can!! :D

Dom didn't hate the prospect of subduing the Inca when he thought they were mindless (and soulless) savages - but he's changed his mind and heart, now. How he copes with this development remains to be seen. In Part 4 Will reminds him of some of his early thoughts. :C Poor boys! xxx

[http://users.livejournal.com/saura_/]

Have I ever told you how much I love you for bringing Lizhe back!? *hugs tight*

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Hugs you back. I adore him, myself. I must say these are my fave DomLij boys. Hope they come across as the stonking couple they are when the story gets going. xxx

[lisabellex.livejournal.com]

There's so much wonderful detail woven into this tale. It's such a joy!

Am hoping Dom and William will play their part well...

:D

[ismenin.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Blushes.

Am hoping Dom and William will play their part well...

so am I, kiddo - so am I! xxx