“Blooms are often hidden among the thorns”
“Blooms are often hidden among the thorns”“How dare you!” Lorenzo de’ Medici’s scream shook the walls, the thunder of it threatening to bring down the formidable tower of the palazzo itself.
Viviana and Leonardo had just entered the first courtyard of the government palace when the cry rang out. They had taken but a few steps upon the grand staircase soaring through the entire structure, on their way to the chancellery on the second floor.
Leonardo pulled on her arm with one hand, while with the other he held a finger to his lips.
Like children roaming the house past their bedtime, they slinked up the stairs to the second floor. By his lead, Viviana found herself in a part of the palazzo she had never been privy to, those which held il private
