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"All the devils of the deep," Curzio breathed sincerely when the song ended, and the last echoes faded under the high vaults of the tower room. "I always believed myself indifferent to music. And poetry, too. Until today."

Camrad_RIP 23.02.26 в 09:46

He bowed his head, acknowledging the performer's perfection. He took the instrument from the rising marchioness and returned the gloves.

Camrad_RIP 08.06.25 в 16:13

And then...

Camrad_RIP 08.06.25 в 16:13

"My friend, don't make me disappointed in you," Biel grimaced. "I'm thirty-six years old. When a woman that age goes out to see a man in the evening, it's foolish to claim she's interested in a collection of lutes and old sheet music. I think you've already noticed that affectation isn't my thing."

Camrad_RIP 24.02.26 в 18:01

"So?" the Marquise raised an eyebrow ironically. "I hope you don't intend to ask whether I received permission from the strict father?"

Camrad_RIP 24.02.26 в 17:27

"Now, I..." Curzio suddenly felt his voice go hoarse. A boyish excitement overwhelmed him. He simply spread his arms and smiled broadly, acknowledging that this round of the verbal duel had gone his way.

Camrad_RIP 24.02.26 в 18:00

From the depths of the house came a noise, as if someone was running, boots clattering across the precious mosaics and equally precious parquet floors. Servants shouted among themselves, and the hurried noise drew nearer.

Camrad_RIP 24.02.26 в 17:26

They didn't stop him, thought Curzio. So either he was a special courier, or...

Camrad_RIP 08.06.25 в 16:31

"Sir," one of the guards said as he opened the door, "a grey raven just arrived. We wouldn't dare, but you yourself ordered it..."

Camrad_RIP 24.02.26 в 17:19