This was written for Mari for
While We Tell of Yuletide Treasure's 2004 rare fandom all-request challenge, in a pinch-hit arrangement. Sadly, whoever was supposed to write for Mari didn't hand in a fic by the deadline, for whatever reason, and I volunteered to step in and help out.
This is the result. It was written in a scant few days over the holidays. Hope you like it. Cheers to Merry Contrary for the betaness.
The Comte D'Anjou, or, It's All Gone Pear-Shaped