«My God!», Lucia was saddened. «He was only twenty-eight years old. If it’s true what you say, let’s at least make sure that we get his body back, to give him a worthy burial in a church, here in his town.»
«I will attend to it, Lady. On the contrary, I have already given myself permission to do so. But I must add to the news a detail that will make you even sadder. It seems that on one of the boats there was also the nobleman Franciolini.»
If someone in that moment had stabbed her in the chest, perhaps she would have felt better. She felt the heart take a dive, the beats increase in frequency and intensity, until she felt the beats on her temples. She felt herself suffocating, it seemed that the voice did not want to come out of her mouth to ask the Marquis Angelo Colocci to go on.
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