Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Tell me, Gabriella, why I cannot
accompany you. Surely not because
of this disagreement with Guido?
Yes! No! Yes!
Is that all? Tell me.
Then I will! My grandfather was
a mercenary. He was killed in
battle. My father was a mercenary.
He was killed too. I was only a
child. My poor mother died of a
broken heart. So I made a vow to
myself. Never, ever to have
anything to do with mercenaries.
There! Now you know.