Chapter 9
Venice, Italy
Marco
PAOLO NODDED AND said, “Follow me, Signori.”
He led us up a grand marble staircase and down an ornately decorated corridor that ended at a huge door. When he opened the door and literally bowed us into the room, we were amazed.
“Goodness,” Dani said, “have we suddenly been transported to Versailles?”
Ignoring him, Paolo said, “This is your sitting room. The bedroom and bathroom are through the door to your left.”
“Father said you could show us how to lower some shutters—for privacy,” I said.
“The large button between the windows controls the shutters,” he said, “and there are buttons in the bedroom to summon the staff.”
“Thank you, Paolo.”
“It is my pleasure to serve the son of il Duca.”
He inclined his head and left the room, closing the door behin
