M. Bertuccio, lay covers for three." He then took Franz's tablets out of his hand. "'We announce, ' he read, in the same tone with which he would have...read a newspaper, 'that to-day, the 23d of February, will be executed Andrea Rondolo, guilty of murder on the person of the respected and venerated Don Cesare Torlini, canon of the church of St. John Lateran, and Peppino, called Rocca Priori, convicted of complicity with the detestable bandit Luigi Vampa, and the men of his band.' Hum! 'The first. She’d been after me to train more, and I scowled at her smug satisfaction. She just laughed, and I rolled my eyes with a smile. I was grateful, though – my other guards were all too nervous to spar with me. Avanna seemed to actually enjoy it, and she never backed down, either. I hated it when people let me win.We stepped out of the Keep, warm cloaks wrapped around us against the chilly air, but it was immediately obvious that we weren’t alone. I could hear the sounds of fighting from the. He nodded, silently, and put a hand to my shoulder. I jumped at his touch and he quickly let go. "It's bruised. Are you okay?" He asked, much different than the elf I'd met earlier and the one ogling me in the hallway. "Just shaken up. I'll be okay," I murmured, wiping my years away hastily. "Since when did you get so professional?" He shrugged, the concerned look on his face still not gone. "I do plenty of healing in and out of battle. I take care of people." I nodded, inhaled deeply and. I was surprised and touched.Stacie said, "Aren't they wonderful? Larissa brought them. She came by early this afternoon. Aunt Charlotte made us lunch, and we had a really nice visit."As I said, Stacie seemed to be healing rapidly, in both body and spirit. The first few nights she'd slept with me, I woke up to the sound of Stacie crying softly. I'd take her in my arms. Usually, she fell asleep right away. By Thursday, she'd stopped crying every night, although she still wanted to be held until.