CHAPTER 28
I want to dance naked in the woods
around a fire, lit by the moon,
together with my faithful witch friends
Never, as this time, Lucia had such bad feelings about the fate of her beloved Andrea. Yet her informers had told her that there would be no fight, that the Strozzi and their followers had already been captured and summarily executed and that Cosimo de’ Medici had proclaimed himself Lord of Florence. So why, in that dark corner of her conscience that she called the corner of shame and remorse, was there a space dedicated to Andrea? After all he could not take any risk, even if he had decided to reach Florence to report to Cosimo, or to his mother Maria Salviati, the embassy so advocated by that w***e Sara years ago. Perhaps it was the fact that it was a w***e who brough
