Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. The agonized mother could scarcely repress a scream at the spectacle that met her gaze. ” “No doubt. I don’t think of you as a kid. His eyes swept down and Melusine felt the quiver at her lips where he gazed. " "For procuring my imprisonment?" "For saving your life.
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