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It had been 3 weeks since Sam proposed to Lizzie, and they were still a secret. Both of them were scared of the reactions they would get from the parents. They knew the Mum’s would probably be delighted, but the Dad’s, well. You try and tell Vimes that he’s about to be related to Vetinari.
Lizzie had been very carefully hiding the ring under some black gloves as there was no way she was going to remove it. And the secret meetings had increased.
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Lord Vetinari, Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, was sitting in the garden on a plain wooden chair, surrounded by paper work. Lizzie was standing in the shadows building up the courage to revel the news. Vetinari signed the top sheet of a wad of paper and placed it on his left hand pile. The bells of the many guilds started to ring 4 o’clock.
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Commander Vimes was on patrol with his son. It was a sunny day, but all the sun on the disc couldn’t make this city look fresh. Vimes had noticed that his son was rather distant today, and had been for 3 weeks. Being distant was not an option for any Watchman.
“Sam, is something the matter?”
“No.”
“Let’s try this again. What’s the matter Sam?” Young Sam remained silent. “Sam, you’ve been distant for 3 weeks, as your Father and your Boss I need to know if everything’s ok.” They both stopped walking.
“Well…” The guild bells rang 4 o’clock.
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The ornamental sundial in the palace garden gave 3½ chimes before jumping to the right, then back to its original spot and inwardly exploding. A small wisp of smoke climbed out of it and flew freely into the air. Vetinari didn’t even look up.
“Um, Daddy?” Lizzie stepped out of the shadows.
“I have heard that line before, it usually ends with ‘can I have…’”
He replied, still looking intently at the paper work. Lizzie laughed softly.
“Not this time. I’ve got something to tell you, something I don’t think you know about.” She shifted uneasily.
“If it is something about your private life then no I don’t. I may spy on the city and it’s residence but I trust my family enough to leave them out of it.”
“How did you know it was about my private life?” Vetinari placed his pen down on the paper work and looked at his daughter.
“I’m your father, I just know.” He smiled briefly at her and she returned the smile. “So, do tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Well…”
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The Assassins Guild bell finished the tremendous onslaught of bells.
“…It doesn’t matter.” Sam started walking again.
“It’s a girl isn’t it?” Sam froze on the spot.
“How’d you know?”
“Because I’ve seen that look before. It’s the look I saw in the mirror when I fell in love with your Mother and realised I had to tell everyone.” Vimes stood in front of his son. “So tell me.”
“Dad I’m in love.” Sam breathed deeply. “And I’m engaged.”
“Engaged?!” Vimes was shocked. His son may be 28, but he still saw him as the child who came running to him with a cut on his knee and a dragon chasing him. Vimes couldn’t stop himself from saying: “Aren’t you a bit young?”
“Dad! Just because you married later than most doesn’t mean I have to.”
“I know, it’s a natural reaction, sorry.” A few moments of silence passed. “Who is she then?”
“It’s…”
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“Lizzie?” Vetinari realised his daughter wasn’t getting any further than saying ‘well’. Lizzie couldn’t bring herself to say it. Yes she wanted to stand on the Tower Of Art and shout it out to the whole city. But saying it directly to her father, Lord Vetinari, was a different thing. Instead of saying it she removed her gloves and showed her father the ring.
His long slender fingers took hold of her hand to inspect the ring. “You’ve been keeping this from me for 3 weeks. Why?”
“3 weeks? How do you know these things?”
“You’ve been wearing gloves constantly for 3 weeks, I tend to notice these things.”
“You're not mad?”
“Why would I be mad? You're obviously in love and happy. But I am rather puzzled as to why you kept it from me. Would you care to explain?” He let go of her hand and looked back at her face.
“Because I haven’t dropped the bombshell yet.” Vetinari looked inquisitively at Lizzie and raised a thin eyebrow.
“Dad, me and Sam have been seeing each other for 6 months.”
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Sam braced himself for his father’s reaction.
“…Lizzie.” Vimes world started to spin for a moment.
“Sorry, say that again?” He hoped for a different answer.
“Lizzie.”
“Please tell me it’s a Lizzie I haven’t heard of before and not who I’m thinking.” Sam looked hurt and slightly angry. Vimes realised he’d insulted Lizzie. “Not that I have a problem with Lizzie, I just have a problem with…”
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“Lord Vetinari?” Drumknott appeared out of nowhere.
“Yes Drumknott.” Lord Vetinari’s gaze did not move from his daughters face.
“The head of the Thieves Guild is here to see you M’lord.”
“Tell him I’m busy.”
“But Sir…”
“I’m busy Drumknott!”
“Yes Sir.” He scurried away desperately trying to think up an excuse for the Patrician.
Once the clerk was gone Vetinari spoke to his daughter.
“Sam Vimes?”
“Yep.”
“6 months?”
“Yep.”
“And your Mother didn’t notice?”
“Nope.”
“She usually has a seventh sense for these things [1].”
“I know. This one slipped past her.”
“She normally knows within a month.”
“You seem to be avoiding the subject.”
“Am I?”
“Yes.”
“What subject would that be then?”
“The subject of my fiancée. You think I would have kept this from you if was anyone else?”
“Yes, I am quite shocked but as long as you’re happy it’s ok.” Vetinari stood up and did something quite out of character, he gave Lizzie a hug. Of course Lizzie had received countless hugs from her Father over the years, but he never did it in public. And there were 4 gardeners around and at least 7 guards.
“Is Mum back yet?” Lizzie asked as they broke the hug and Vetinari sat back down.
“No, she should be back later today.” Lizzie turned to head back indoors as her father picked up some more paper work and his pen, which had fallen on the floor.
Seth had disappeared the day before because of an Assassin. Unfortunately she was trying to get Wuffles the 3rd to let go of her shoe and wasn’t paying attention to the activity outside her window. When she vanished she left a confused Wuffles the 3rd who went flying backwards from the sudden lack of pull from one end of the shoe, and an equally confused Assassin whose arrow had left a hole in the carpet.
“Congratulations Lizzie.” Vetinari called after his daughter just as she was about to walk into the palace.
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”…Lord Vetinari!” Vimes finished his sentence after getting himself out a cigarette and lighting it. “You know how much he aggravates me.”
“Oh yeah, that’s what I thought about before I proposed. I thought ‘I wonder if Dad and my soon to be Father-in-law will get along’. Surprisingly it wasn’t the most important thing on my mind at the time.” Sam snapped.
“Don’t say that.”
“Say what?”
“That he’s going to be your father-in-law. It makes him sound like family.”
“He is going to be family. You’re going to be Havelock Vetinari’s brother-in-law.” That sentence almost made Vimes sick.
“Does your Mother know about this?”
“Not yet, I wanted to tell you first.”
“Well, you’re having today off. Go home and tell your Mother.” Vimes turned around.
“But Da…”
“Go home Sam!” He called back.
Young Sam wondered off slowly home while Vimes stormed back to the Watch House, taking a long detour to clear his thoughts.
“Afternoon Sir!” Sergeant Colon said as he came out of the Watch House, almost crashing into the Commander who wasn’t paying attention to where he was going. Vimes mumbled something that Colon didn’t quite hear. In his head Vimes kept trying to picture Lord Vetinari as his brother-in-law, but it wasn’t working.
The familiar sound of Vimes organiser broke his thoughts.
“Four thirty pee em. Meeting with the Patrician.” Vimes growled at the imp, snapped the lid shut with more force than necessary and rammed it into his pocket. He then swiftly turned on his heels and stormed towards the palace.
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[1] Seth Vetinari’s sixth sense was location. Seth had been born to a witch, but not a partially good one. She had hoped her daughter would have stronger magical abilities, but had no such luck. Seth’s magical powers are even worse than her Mothers. In fact she can’t actually get hold of her magic let alone control them.
Seth’s magic works at it’s own accord. If it senses danger, unless Seth senses it first and can get out of the way, it will make her disappear to save her. She will turn up somewhere on the Disc but has no control over where. That’s why her sense of location exists, if she didn’t have it then she may never have got back home.
Lizzie had been very carefully hiding the ring under some black gloves as there was no way she was going to remove it. And the secret meetings had increased.
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Lord Vetinari, Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, was sitting in the garden on a plain wooden chair, surrounded by paper work. Lizzie was standing in the shadows building up the courage to revel the news. Vetinari signed the top sheet of a wad of paper and placed it on his left hand pile. The bells of the many guilds started to ring 4 o’clock.
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Commander Vimes was on patrol with his son. It was a sunny day, but all the sun on the disc couldn’t make this city look fresh. Vimes had noticed that his son was rather distant today, and had been for 3 weeks. Being distant was not an option for any Watchman.
“Sam, is something the matter?”
“No.”
“Let’s try this again. What’s the matter Sam?” Young Sam remained silent. “Sam, you’ve been distant for 3 weeks, as your Father and your Boss I need to know if everything’s ok.” They both stopped walking.
“Well…” The guild bells rang 4 o’clock.
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The ornamental sundial in the palace garden gave 3½ chimes before jumping to the right, then back to its original spot and inwardly exploding. A small wisp of smoke climbed out of it and flew freely into the air. Vetinari didn’t even look up.
“Um, Daddy?” Lizzie stepped out of the shadows.
“I have heard that line before, it usually ends with ‘can I have…’”
He replied, still looking intently at the paper work. Lizzie laughed softly.
“Not this time. I’ve got something to tell you, something I don’t think you know about.” She shifted uneasily.
“If it is something about your private life then no I don’t. I may spy on the city and it’s residence but I trust my family enough to leave them out of it.”
“How did you know it was about my private life?” Vetinari placed his pen down on the paper work and looked at his daughter.
“I’m your father, I just know.” He smiled briefly at her and she returned the smile. “So, do tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Well…”
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The Assassins Guild bell finished the tremendous onslaught of bells.
“…It doesn’t matter.” Sam started walking again.
“It’s a girl isn’t it?” Sam froze on the spot.
“How’d you know?”
“Because I’ve seen that look before. It’s the look I saw in the mirror when I fell in love with your Mother and realised I had to tell everyone.” Vimes stood in front of his son. “So tell me.”
“Dad I’m in love.” Sam breathed deeply. “And I’m engaged.”
“Engaged?!” Vimes was shocked. His son may be 28, but he still saw him as the child who came running to him with a cut on his knee and a dragon chasing him. Vimes couldn’t stop himself from saying: “Aren’t you a bit young?”
“Dad! Just because you married later than most doesn’t mean I have to.”
“I know, it’s a natural reaction, sorry.” A few moments of silence passed. “Who is she then?”
“It’s…”
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“Lizzie?” Vetinari realised his daughter wasn’t getting any further than saying ‘well’. Lizzie couldn’t bring herself to say it. Yes she wanted to stand on the Tower Of Art and shout it out to the whole city. But saying it directly to her father, Lord Vetinari, was a different thing. Instead of saying it she removed her gloves and showed her father the ring.
His long slender fingers took hold of her hand to inspect the ring. “You’ve been keeping this from me for 3 weeks. Why?”
“3 weeks? How do you know these things?”
“You’ve been wearing gloves constantly for 3 weeks, I tend to notice these things.”
“You're not mad?”
“Why would I be mad? You're obviously in love and happy. But I am rather puzzled as to why you kept it from me. Would you care to explain?” He let go of her hand and looked back at her face.
“Because I haven’t dropped the bombshell yet.” Vetinari looked inquisitively at Lizzie and raised a thin eyebrow.
“Dad, me and Sam have been seeing each other for 6 months.”
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Sam braced himself for his father’s reaction.
“…Lizzie.” Vimes world started to spin for a moment.
“Sorry, say that again?” He hoped for a different answer.
“Lizzie.”
“Please tell me it’s a Lizzie I haven’t heard of before and not who I’m thinking.” Sam looked hurt and slightly angry. Vimes realised he’d insulted Lizzie. “Not that I have a problem with Lizzie, I just have a problem with…”
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“Lord Vetinari?” Drumknott appeared out of nowhere.
“Yes Drumknott.” Lord Vetinari’s gaze did not move from his daughters face.
“The head of the Thieves Guild is here to see you M’lord.”
“Tell him I’m busy.”
“But Sir…”
“I’m busy Drumknott!”
“Yes Sir.” He scurried away desperately trying to think up an excuse for the Patrician.
Once the clerk was gone Vetinari spoke to his daughter.
“Sam Vimes?”
“Yep.”
“6 months?”
“Yep.”
“And your Mother didn’t notice?”
“Nope.”
“She usually has a seventh sense for these things [1].”
“I know. This one slipped past her.”
“She normally knows within a month.”
“You seem to be avoiding the subject.”
“Am I?”
“Yes.”
“What subject would that be then?”
“The subject of my fiancée. You think I would have kept this from you if was anyone else?”
“Yes, I am quite shocked but as long as you’re happy it’s ok.” Vetinari stood up and did something quite out of character, he gave Lizzie a hug. Of course Lizzie had received countless hugs from her Father over the years, but he never did it in public. And there were 4 gardeners around and at least 7 guards.
“Is Mum back yet?” Lizzie asked as they broke the hug and Vetinari sat back down.
“No, she should be back later today.” Lizzie turned to head back indoors as her father picked up some more paper work and his pen, which had fallen on the floor.
Seth had disappeared the day before because of an Assassin. Unfortunately she was trying to get Wuffles the 3rd to let go of her shoe and wasn’t paying attention to the activity outside her window. When she vanished she left a confused Wuffles the 3rd who went flying backwards from the sudden lack of pull from one end of the shoe, and an equally confused Assassin whose arrow had left a hole in the carpet.
“Congratulations Lizzie.” Vetinari called after his daughter just as she was about to walk into the palace.
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”…Lord Vetinari!” Vimes finished his sentence after getting himself out a cigarette and lighting it. “You know how much he aggravates me.”
“Oh yeah, that’s what I thought about before I proposed. I thought ‘I wonder if Dad and my soon to be Father-in-law will get along’. Surprisingly it wasn’t the most important thing on my mind at the time.” Sam snapped.
“Don’t say that.”
“Say what?”
“That he’s going to be your father-in-law. It makes him sound like family.”
“He is going to be family. You’re going to be Havelock Vetinari’s brother-in-law.” That sentence almost made Vimes sick.
“Does your Mother know about this?”
“Not yet, I wanted to tell you first.”
“Well, you’re having today off. Go home and tell your Mother.” Vimes turned around.
“But Da…”
“Go home Sam!” He called back.
Young Sam wondered off slowly home while Vimes stormed back to the Watch House, taking a long detour to clear his thoughts.
“Afternoon Sir!” Sergeant Colon said as he came out of the Watch House, almost crashing into the Commander who wasn’t paying attention to where he was going. Vimes mumbled something that Colon didn’t quite hear. In his head Vimes kept trying to picture Lord Vetinari as his brother-in-law, but it wasn’t working.
The familiar sound of Vimes organiser broke his thoughts.
“Four thirty pee em. Meeting with the Patrician.” Vimes growled at the imp, snapped the lid shut with more force than necessary and rammed it into his pocket. He then swiftly turned on his heels and stormed towards the palace.
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[1] Seth Vetinari’s sixth sense was location. Seth had been born to a witch, but not a partially good one. She had hoped her daughter would have stronger magical abilities, but had no such luck. Seth’s magical powers are even worse than her Mothers. In fact she can’t actually get hold of her magic let alone control them.
Seth’s magic works at it’s own accord. If it senses danger, unless Seth senses it first and can get out of the way, it will make her disappear to save her. She will turn up somewhere on the Disc but has no control over where. That’s why her sense of location exists, if she didn’t have it then she may never have got back home.
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oooo look at the split scenes, we'd just been doing them in drama when i wrote this.
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