While the thought behind the gift is nice, and Rory certainly enjoys his Easter treats, he knows better than to eat candy given to him through a crack in time.
Anne looks him over with a sharp eye,
walking a slow circle around the man. A
traitor would say anything to save their neck,
wouldn’t they? How much of a fool would she
look if she were to just take him at his word?
”— Not distant enough for you.” She states.
The Queen considers his words, now
stopped in front of him. “Bend the knee,
swear fealty to the House of York and the
King. You will fight for us should there be
any threat domestic or otherwise, in penance
for your families sins.”
“Do you agree to these terms?”
Keep your enemies close,
as the saying goes.
An easy promise to make, since Rory didn’t
plan on being around for more than a day or
two at most. As soon as he figured out where
the Doctor had wandered off to, he’d be out
of here. Easy as pie and he wouldn’t have to
fight anyone. As long as his luck, well— as
long as he had a little luck.
He did as she asked, going down
on one knee. Bowing his head
slightly he said, “Yes. I do. I swear I will.”
DW + Rory the Roman in action
"S i r, you bear a striking resemblance
to the Duke of Buckingham - which is
funny, since I seem to recall my husband
chopping off his head for treason. Speak
quickly - explain, and pray that God is
on your side this day. For I may be
merciful and spare the head upon your
Hadn’t he said he had a bad feeling about
being here? And did anyone listen to him?
Nope. He would look a traitor. Just his luck.
“A distant relation, Your Majesty. —our families aren’t
in contact for obvious reasons.” Just. His. Luck.
“Definitely hiding then, Rory” she said, a mock-warning tone to her voice. “How’s the pretty busy job, anyway?”
”Blame the Doctor. He was all— ‘It’ll be fun! Have you home for tea!’ and he kept his word. Home for tea. Months later. But everyone at the hospital is surprisingly good when it comes to my disappearing act.”
"Go on, then. Enlighten me - Where on earth have you been hiding?”
”What? Hiding? Kimmi, please. I haven’t been hiding. I mean the Doctor may have kidnapped me for a while but that’s— that’s not— and work. Don’t forget I have a job that keeps me pretty busy.”
”Oi, Kimster. Yup.”
Ｙ Ｅ Ｓ．
ʜᴇ·s ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ғʟᴀsʜʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ.
”Those are some nice sunglasses you’ve got there.”
And what is that thing that looks a bit like a sonic
screwdriver? Rory hasn’t got a clue.
The Doctor laughed — now that was funny.
“Oh, that’s ridiculous, Rory — holidays are supposed to be full of
new experiences. If you get to relax, that’s just an added bonus.”
”You’ve got something in mind, haven’t you?”
There was no getting out of this. He could see it now— feel himself giving in.