"It feels so strange to know that I've met an angel. I wish..." she chewed her lip. "I wish that I could tell my brother. It would restore his faith, I think, and I would have that for him. He needs it more than I do," she said.
She looked guilty suddenly. "He and my mother must be so worried. My father too, I suppose, but he is happy to use me as a pawn in his politics, whereas Cesare and my mother love me for myself, and would move the heavens themselves in my protection, and for my happiness."