Shamed they are, if through lack of ransomI am two winters imprisoned.
I am two winters imprisoned.Artemisia gave herself a mental pat on the back for remembering the words and the music and for singing on key. Dr Murray would be so proud of her. Or maybe he would laugh. Either way, he’d be happy. Her voice was its usual small faded self. It was better than her sister’s voice. Lucia sounded very much like Tweety Bird when she tried to sing. Tweety Bird on dope.
Guilhem listened with great courtesy and then sighed and said, “Just like that. My duties have been paid in coin by those who want to keep me distant. My family and my peers do not come to my aid. I am alone.”
While she sang, Artemisia reflected that Guilhem was somewhat of a loner by nature, and that this was a time and place wh
