A coin spiralled into the air, glinting momentarily before Abdullah's weary gaze caught and flipped it aloft once more.
He sat enveloped in the early morning light, slumped on a plush couch as he mulled over the intricate web of words spun by Leonardo Loredan the previous evening. The layers of potential deceit and machination weighed heavily on his mind as he considered the young Venetian's intentions.
