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Scalvaia stood, braced upon his cane, beside the...Scalvaia stood, braced upon his cane, beside the chair in which he'd been sitting It was time, Tomasso judged, to sound more confident, less guilty"You will forgive me, my lord, for my ill judged words to your soldiersNot knowing you were here I could only guess they were acting in ignorance of your wishes "My wishes change," Alberico said in his heavy, unchanging voice"They are likely to know of those changes before you, bar Sandre "Of course, my lord "I wanted," said Alberico of Barbadior, "to look upon the coffin of your fatherTo look, and to laugh He showed no trace of an inclination toward amusementTomasso's blood felt suddenly icy in his veins Alberico stepped past him and stood massively over the remains of the Duke"This," he said flatly, "is the body of a vain, wretched, fatuous old man who decreed the hour of his own death to dolce6:01 PM - Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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