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As the young envoy returned from his private walk far away from the eyes of the defenders of Florence, he watched behind him at his knights and sighed , unsure if his choice was a good one , but it was probably the best one to survive, as what the king said about the city was true.
The warehouse was at an all-time low and the podestà managed to restore the price of grain only because he bought it at a good price from the other communes, which gave him a discount thanks to the interference of Charles.
If the Ghibellin army was to really besiege the city, forget about making a proud last stand; King Conrad just needed to bide his time, and some hungry citizen would do his job and offer the city on a silver plate while licking his boots in the meantime.
