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The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 594
POV: Matteo"Do not tell me again that it is dangerous, Leandro. I have read the harbor charts. I have counted the guns. I have lain awake for six nights doing arithmetic. I am going into that hall in the morning with or without your blessing."I am Matteo, and the woman who said it was standing in the middle of Camilla's counting room at midnight, with mud on her boots and a map in her fist. She was perhaps twenty seven, small and dark and fierce, with a long braid coiled at the back of her neck. The man she addressed stood beside her with his arms folded. He was taller, golden haired, very handsome, and obviously unused to being argued with."I am only saying," Leandro began."You are saying we should have brought soldiers.""I am saying a fleet might have been useful.""We have a fleet! It is lying at anchor two miles off the coast with its lanterns out. And when the council votes, every Sarto ship from here to the southern capes will refuse to sell the Voice so much as a barrel of
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 593
POV: Isabella"You are the woman whose rules made us wait, aren't you? Three days, four votes, a reading, a committee. My husband died on a dock in the meantime. Do not touch my son. Do not touch him."I am Isabella, and the woman who said it stood between me and a cot in the dock quarter infirmary, thin and furious, with her arms spread like a gate. It was nine o'clock on Monday night. The long room smelled of vinegar and boiled linen and sweat. Fifty cots stood in two crooked rows, and on every one lay a shaking, gray faced person who had eaten something sweet and could not stop wanting more.Doctor Renza had set it up in four hours. Pietro Valenti, watched by two guards, had handed over the empty storehouse behind his bakery without being asked. Odile Ricci had come with a basket of blankets and rolled up her gray sleeves without a word. And I had walked in the door thinking I might finally be useful."I only want to help," I said."You want to look at us." The woman's eyes were re
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 592
POV: Matteo"Sit in the back, Matteo. Put your hands under your knees if you must. But I will not hear a single word from you until the vote is done. The council has to do this without your shadow on it."I am Matteo, and it was Isabella who said it, in the tone she used when I was young and impossible. She was right. I knew she was right. I sat in the last row of the public gallery that afternoon with my cane across my lap, and I hated every second of it.It was a strange thing to watch from the back. For thirty years I had either sat at the head of such a room or stood in front of it with a sword. Now the old stone hall was full of ordinary people on benches, and four councilors sat at the long table with an empty chair at one end where Ferrante had been. They looked small. They looked frightened. They were arguing, as they should, in loud and messy voices."We should evacuate the harbor district," Corvin said."Where to?" Camilla snapped. "Half of those people live above the shops
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 591
POV: Isabella"My master says you are the only person in Marabella worth the trouble of killing, Lady Isabella. He says if you walk aboard by sunset on Wednesday, he will spare the rest. He also says I must apologize for the roll."I am Isabella, and the boy who said it stood in the council antechamber with his cap crushed in both hands. He was sixteen at most, thin as a fence post, with a pale freckled face and ink on every fingertip. I knew those fingers. Pietro Valenti had described them over a crate of cold flour. The boy who left the black wax on the baker's counter.Captain Brandt's guards stood on either side of him. Behind me the great hall was still full of people refusing to go home. Outside the tall windows, twelve gray ships lay in our harbor like a row of sleeping wolves."What is your name?" I asked."Ottavio, my lady.""Who is your master, Ottavio?""Aurelio Vey." He swallowed. "Most people call him the Voice. He rules the southern ports. Every captain on those ships an
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 590
POV: Matteo"Matteo, they are chaining us in. Every door, every window, even the gallery stairs. Say the word and the guards will open them. You are the only one they will listen to. Say it!"I am Matteo, and I heard the words from three different mouths at once. Pietro's cousin pulled at my sleeve. A pilot with a white beard begged me with tears running into his collar. Even Dario, ashen, looked at me and moved his lips without sound. The bell was still ringing. Somewhere beyond the walls, iron clanked on iron, and the great hall of Marabella became a stone box full of frightened people.Isabella's hand tightened on mine."Look at me," she said."I am looking.""You feel it. I can see it.""I feel it." I laughed, and it came out raw. "It is the same wanting, only sharper. Two days without the kessa, and the bird is a hawk. All I have to do is walk to the main door and shout my name, and twenty guards will lower their swords.""And then?""And then I am the Don again, and Ferrante's w
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 589
POV: Isabella"Sit down, Lucan. You are a boy who lost his father and found a new one in the wrong place. I will forgive you the shouting, since you are young and grieving."I am Isabella, and the voice that said it was calm and kind and strangely tired. Ferrante had not risen. He sat at the end of the council table with his hands folded, a stocky man with a weathered face and a small gray beard. He looked like a sailor who had come home from a very long voyage. A clove rolled between his teeth.I had known him for twenty five years. When the council was first formed, he had been the only harbor captain who voted for it. When Matteo's illness began, he had come to our house every Sunday with a basket of oranges, and sat by the window, and told Matteo sea stories until he laughed. I had trusted him the way you trust a wall."Ferrante," I said. It came out thin. "Tell me it is not true.""Which part, my lady?""Any part. All of it.""I cannot." He took the clove out and set it down on t
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