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The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 700
POV: Isabella“Tell me honestly, Isabella. Does it frighten you that the whole city is down there, and nobody has climbed the hill to ask your opinion? Because I would be furious, and I would hide it very badly.”I am Isabella, and Matteo said it in the soft gold light of an April evening, six months after the telegram, on the bench beside the stone. The lantern hung on its iron hook, unlit, waiting for dark. Below us, spread out like a map, lay Marabella. The harbor. The salt pans, flashing white. The Hall with its tall doors thrown open. And everywhere, in every street, shutters standing open to the spring.I had kept my promise. For six months I had lain in bed, and sat in chairs, and been fed soup. Two months of it, and then another four, because Renzi had discovered he enjoyed ordering me about. I was thinner. My hand still shook. But I could climb the hill now on Matteo’s arm, slowly, stopping at every bend, and no one carried me.“I am not frightened,” I said.“You are lying.”
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 699
POV: Matteo“I carried this question up the hill like a stone, and I am going to set it down in front of all of you. Whoever hates me for it may hate me in the morning.”I am Matteo, and Giulia said it on Thursday evening, standing beside the new carving with the lantern burning at her shoulder. The sun was low and red over the sea. The whole hill was full. I had never seen so many people in one place, not even at Salvatore’s funeral. They stood on the path, and in the grass, and on the stone wall, and some of the children sat on their fathers’ shoulders with candles in their fists.We had carried Isabella up in the chair again. This time she did not argue. She sat with a blanket over her knees and Renzi at her elbow, and her face in the sunset looked almost young. I walked beside her on my two canes, slowly, past Marta’s green door, where an old woman stood in her open window and raised one hand to us, like a flag.Giulia did not make a speech. I had expected one. Instead she took a
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 698
POV: Isabella“You could tell me, Isabella. One word. One look. You have never been wrong about this city, and you are going to stand there and let me guess.”I am Isabella, and Giulia said it on Thursday afternoon, in the small back room behind the dais, where the lantern had hung on Sunday and where I had been carried when I fell. The room smelled of dust and cold tea. A single window let in a wedge of gold light. Giulia stood against the wall with her arms folded, still wearing the black sash of the Speaker, and her eyes were red.I sat on the little couch with a blanket on my knees. Matteo had gone to find me a cup of something warm. He had looked at me for a long moment before he left, and I knew he did it so that Giulia and I would have our privacy.“I have been wrong about this city a hundred times,” I said.“You have not.”“I am wrong about it every Monday.” I tried to smile. “Sit, Giulia.”“I will not sit.”“Then stand. But please stop looking as though I have betrayed you.”
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 697
POV: Matteo“He is right, Matteo. I have watched her for three days, and I am terrified, because I do not know who I would be in this Hall without her standing behind my chair.”I am Matteo, and Enzo said it on Thursday morning, on the steps of the Harbor Hall, before the sun had cleared the roofs. He had not shaved. His coat was buttoned wrong. I had known him since he was a lean, argumentative young man who contradicted me about sails, and I had never seen him look so lost.“Who is right?” I asked, though I knew.“Varga. About her.” He gripped the iron rail. “Do not misunderstand. I hate him. I would gladly push him into the harbor. But I lay awake all night, and I thought, he said the true thing, and he said it to hurt us. That is the worst kind of enemy.”“Enzo.”“Tell me I am wrong.”I could not. Behind us, through the open doors, I could see the Long Table, and at its end, in the pale light, a small figure in a shawl. Isabella sat as she always did now, with her back straight an
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 696
POV: Isabella“I removed two pages by not noticing, Minister. Let me undo that by noticing now. I will not sign. Arrest me instead, if you like. I am rather tired of being careful.”I am Isabella, and Corvo said it in the Harbor Hall at ten minutes past noon, holding a pen she had no intention of using. She stood very straight. Her hand, I saw, was trembling, and she had folded it behind her back so that the Minister would not see.My own hands were not much better. Beneath the blanket, they clutched each other until the nails bit. I wanted to rise and shout at her to stop. I wanted to stand in front of her, as Matteo had stood in front of me. But Rosa’s hand pressed gently on my shoulder, and I understood, with a pain like swallowing a stone, that it was not my fight to take.“You are making a mistake,” said Varga.“Quite possibly.”“You have worked for the ministry for twenty three years.”“Twenty four in March.”“I will ruin you.”“I expect you will try.” She almost smiled. “It is
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 695
POV: Matteo“Take the box, Minister. Seal it. Wax it. Carry it to the capital on your own shoulders. You will find that you cannot lock up a thing that three hundred people have already memorized.”I am Matteo, and Rosa said it at noon on Wednesday, in the middle of the Harbor Hall, with her arms folded and the iron chest open at her feet. The gray guards stood in a loose half circle around the Long Table. Minister Varga stood at their head, with a stick of red wax in one hand and a lit candle held by his secretary’s replacement, a stiff young man I did not know.He had come to seal the evidence. He had not come to find it already read.“What is this?” Varga said. He glanced into the chest. The twelve green ledgers lay there, closed, neatly stacked. “Where are your books being kept?”“Here,” said Rosa. “And there. And on that bench. And in my head.”“I beg your pardon?”“We have been reading since dawn.” She said it gently, the way you speak to a child who will not like the answer. “E
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