Only in the evening, when they could finally rest in the rooms made available to them by some noble family, flattered by the honor granted to them, or in one of the many royal castles, only then did Luigi let himself go and let off steam with his brother, who often did not understand half of the difficult things the king was trying to explain to him.
Almost always Luigi wanted him to sleep close to him, partly to keep an eye on him every moment and partly because he liked to enjoy the sweet and friendly presence of the boy, who calmed him down and made him feel more alive in that deathly desolation.
He was no stranger to some malignant voices that began to circulate certain aristocratic circles, saying that he had gone a little too far in his affection and interest for his half-brother,
