This is the one that I think comes closest to being 'proof' (From Dead and Buried, Hannibal is talking about himself in third person): "Lady Philippa wouldn’t believe Droudge if he told her water flowed downhill. She loathes the man– at least she did when I knew her– and, considering what she put up with from the boy’s father, I can’t imagine there’s much in the way of vice she hasn’t heard of before. Droudge would tell her, of course. He’s vindictive that way." Hannibal frowned at some memory. "But once they have a decent lawyer, and he’s tracked down the girl– or boy– or multiples thereof– in question, I can’t see a judge refusing bail, no matter what Patrick’s will may have said."
Hetaeriae Eaeque Brevi Fient by Sineala. It's The Eagle/Eagle of the Ninth. I wouldn't quite describe myself as in that fandom, but I read a lot of the fic.
Ha, yes! I love the image of Hannibal misappropriating history for bedtime stories.
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"Lady Philippa wouldn’t believe Droudge if he told her water flowed downhill. She loathes the man– at least she did when I knew her– and, considering what she put up with from the boy’s father, I can’t imagine there’s much in the way of vice she hasn’t heard of before. Droudge would tell her, of course. He’s vindictive that way." Hannibal frowned at some memory. "But once they have a decent lawyer, and he’s tracked down the girl– or boy– or multiples thereof– in question, I can’t see a judge refusing bail, no matter what Patrick’s will may have said."
Hetaeriae Eaeque Brevi Fient by Sineala. It's The Eagle/Eagle of the Ninth. I wouldn't quite describe myself as in that fandom, but I read a lot of the fic.
Ha, yes! I love the image of Hannibal misappropriating history for bedtime stories.