The morning sunlight filtered through the delicate Gothic trefoil arches of the grand gallery, laying down long bars of amber warmth across the polished Verona marble floor. Palazzo delle Ombre was quiet, save for the muffled clinking of silver breakfast services being cleared by the footmen and the distant, rhythmic chug of a delivery barge maneuvering down the side canal. For the first time since her arrival in Venice, Gia…
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