Converting Love to Riches
On my ring finger rested a simple, unadorned band, designed and made for me by Nicolai himself.
There was no grand ceremony—just a marriage certificate, a simple ring, and a man who was willing to give it a try with me.
I was no longer a bird imprisoned in a gilded cage, waiting to be toyed with whenever its owner pleased.
I was finally free again, truly myself once more.
Later, I heard that Leonardo had established a foundation in my name and donated all his assets. The deeds to the 100 buildings that had once belonged to me were also stuffed into our mailbox.