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Title: Fugue, Chorale
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Characters/Pairing: Richard/Aumerle
Rating: R
Word Count: 2745
Warnings: Fairly explicit sex, extremely explicit angst, bad poetry, puns, hunting references, unhealthy uses of ink, hypothetical references to sex with John Gower
Notes: Edward of York wrote The Master of Game, the oldest extant English hunting manual, at least partly while in prison on suspicion of treason (he was, obviously, not convicted). It is in large part a translation of Gaston de Foix's Livre de chasse, as Edward himself points out in the story, although there are additions and subtractions to make the work suitable for an English audience. All quotations from the text come from the well-known 1904 edition with an introduction by Theodore Roosevelt, who refers to the text's two authors as "mighty men with their hands." (Fnarr.) There is no evidence that Edward was working on this project as early as 1396-97 (which is when we are assuming this fic takes place), but he could have been, as the original was completed ten years previously.
( Edward looked down at his hands and beneath them he saw not only -- papers-- ink-- words -- )