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1091 AD; Amalfi, Kingdom of Sicily.
Eliza sat on the lusciously cushioned throne of the main chamber of the Palazzo Guiscard. She was growing bored with waiting for her important visitor, the Marchesa De Valletta. Looking about the throne room did nothing to dispel the boredom growing within her. She would have to raise some more money from the peasants if her already luxuriously appointed palace couldn't keep her from boredom for a few hours she mused.
Who was this mysterious Marchesa she wondered as she lounged in the throne. little seemed to be known about her, at least from Eliza's normal sources. Certainly she was another lady of means like herself judging from the baggage that had already arrived. At the very least she was a prospective ally for her Duchy, the peasantry had grown rather belligerent as of late.
Eliza sat on the lusciously cushioned throne of the main chamber of the Palazzo Guiscard. She was growing bored with waiting for her important visitor, the Marchesa De Valletta. Looking about the throne room did nothing to dispel the boredom growing within her. She would have to raise some more money from the peasants if her already luxuriously appointed palace couldn't keep her from boredom for a few hours she mused.
Who was this mysterious Marchesa she wondered as she lounged in the throne. little seemed to be known about her, at least from Eliza's normal sources. Certainly she was another lady of means like herself judging from the baggage that had already arrived. At the very least she was a prospective ally for her Duchy, the peasantry had grown rather belligerent as of late.
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