The Romano Villa wasn't as intimidating as it seemed before. When I was in Venice previously, it felt scary, like I was a fish out of water. The landscape was reminiscent of an oil painting. Something that I'd never think to see in person.
I could even appreciate the grand architecture of the mansion itself. It was absolutely beautiful.
But something was missing.
I hadn't seen much of Rowan since we landed a few days ago. Don't get me wrong, Lorenzo was doing a great job showing us around, but I guess I was under the impression that Rowan would be the one to take me around.
I know that he had this “Ascension," coming up. I still had no idea what that meant, but it sounded ominous as h*ll. Even on the flight here, Rowan was busy making phone calls and handling paperwork while the st
