Chapter 6
I went into the parlour and shut the door behind me. Broccardo was there elegant as ever. His dazzling white collar and gold cross on a long chain stood out against the black of his jerkin. He was examining a large map hanging on the wall, which had red lines marking the possessions of the Spanish Crown.
I stopped in the doorway, a little uncertain. He had been in my thoughts throughout those months but I had had no message from him, not a word. So I really didn't know what to expect, or how to behave.
“Broccardo, how nice to see you.”
He turned and came towards me with rapid steps. He took me in his arms, placing his mouth on mine.
It was the first time I had been close enough to a man to smell and taste his scent. With amazement I observed the reaction of my body, how my s
