Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. Still others insist that it was Saint Valentine of Terni, a bishop, who was the true namesake of the holiday. He, too, was beheaded by Claudius II outside Rome.
Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons, where they were often beaten and tortured.
Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories all emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic and—most importantly—romantic figure. By the Middle Ages , perhaps thanks to this reputation, Valentine would become one of the most popular saints in England and France. Celebrated at the ides of February, or February 15, Lupercalia was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.
To begin the festival, members of the Luperci, an order of Roman priests, would gather at a sacred cave where the infants Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome, were believed to have been cared for by a she-wolf or lupa. The priests would sacrifice a goat, for fertility, and a dog, for purification. Far from being fearful, Roman women welcomed the touch of the hides because it was believed to make them more fertile in the coming year. Later in the day, according to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big urn.
These matches often ended in marriage. It was not until much later, however, that the day became definitively associated with love.
The English poet Geoffrey Chaucer was the first to record St. The oldest known valentine still in existence today was a poem written in by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt.
Crowley, I love you. Crowley let his knees lower, his hands falling limply in his lap, ears burning, eyes wet and wide. Aziraphale continued. You have only figured out what to do with your hair in the last thirty years and you are in serious need of an interior decorator. You are loyal and stubborn and thoughtful and for these reasons and infinitely more, I love you. The demon blinked, and felt his lower lip quiver before he could bite down on it to stop it.
He was answered with a half-hearted punch to the arm. I stood off against Satan today! I stopped time! I don't have the energy to Without thought he took it, soaked it through drying his face only to find that it was miraculously dry again.
He let out a tiny, snorting laugh. Afraid if I got going, you might follow? Nerves still raw, but feeling a little less like he was on the verge of another breakdown, Crowley cleared his throat. They sat in near silence for a long moment, Crowley opening his mouth and then snapping it shut again half a dozen times all while the angel smiled patiently at him. And-and-and you get so set on pastries you forget when there's bloody revolutions goin' on!
You're absolute shit at stage magic — and at running an actual business. You always stop to smell the roses, and pet every damn cat on the street, even when we're in a hurry. Always have. Always will. Because Aziraphale had grabbed the handkerchief and was dabbing at his eyes and just like that the floodgates were open again. That got a little titter out of the blonde, a squeeze around his middle that had his stomach turning end-over-end.
God, I love you. The paper! Where's the fucking paper from the witch? What on Earth is this about? For a moment the demon was still, mouth moving wordlessly as he read and reread Agnes Nutter's final prophesy, and then he smiled, a wide, wicked smile that had the angel just a bit nervous.
Crowley held the paper out, as if Aziraphale hadn't already committed the whole book to memory. To make sure it's over over. The angel looked from the paper to the demon's face and back again, eyes growing wider. It's brilliant, right?? Gently, the angel pulled the demon back down next to him on the floor, bringing one hand up to his face again.
Crowley blinked, pupils going wide again, and a smaller, more school-boyish grin crept across his face. Think you could be satisfied just, oh, I don't know, kissing me until we fall asleep? With a literal snap they were transported to the demon's bed, in coordinating pajamas no less, and Crowley nuzzled his face into the angel's neck. And while neither of them ever took credit, somehow dawn came some three hours later than it should have. This work's creator has chosen to moderate comments on the work.
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