Kneebone's cheeks glowed with rage, and he set down the wine untasted, while Blueskin resumed his song. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference. She could not move. “Stop! Stop telling me these things at once! We should stay in the Palazzo! I must protect my ancestral home!” Gianfrancesco exclaimed. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him.
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