"Ouch Father, it hurts!" she rubbed her ear with a hurt expression, 'Blue Eyes should decide whether to act as an unscrupulous blackmailer or as a kind and concerned priest, I can't understand both!'
The maiden looked around and realized that she must be in the Florentine Priest's quarters. But something quite surprised her.
Alexa expected to find books in a man of God's room, but not the piles and piles of books and scrolls scattered on the tables. Or the sacred symbols, in such profusion, around the doors and windows. It looked more than a sanctum; it seemed a fortress of faith. Against what, exactly?
She turned to the Italian priest, and used her favorite tactic,
"Father Gianpietro, the things that happened at the villa on my way here… Do they happen here too?"
