Two years later, the ancient courtyard of Castello di Moretti was alive with the sound of pure, unbridled laughter. The golden afternoon sun of late September warmed the weathered limestone pavers and the fragrant citrus trees that stood in massive terracotta planters along the fortress balustrades. In the center of the courtyard, where artillery shells and mercenary gunfire had once cracked the stone fountain during the great siege, crystal water…
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