Once again Danilo and Lauretta prove to be more than what is assumed…
“You were going to leave without me,” Danilo said softly.
“I was going to spare you,” Matteo replied.
Danilo shook his head and reached for his own coat. “You were going to get yourself killed or sanctified. Neither of those is useful.
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He watched Lauretta move through the room, reshaping it with presence alone, and understood that whatever had been taken from Gianluca would not be returned by argument. Not by argument, but by warmth. By insistence. By a table and a name spoken without condition.
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While it may be a threat, there is much for the church to keep quiet…
One of the older friars drew a breath. “You would expose the Order to public scrutiny.”
“I would prevent it,” Matteo replied. “By resolving this without spectacle.”
The implication settled heavily.