Later, after dinner, Luca comes into my room. I open the windows to let in fresh air. I begin to sing. I look out. I see the man in the same spot as earlier. "Luca, who is that man?" I ask, pointing. Luca walks over and looks out.
"That would be Lord Enzo Campitelli." He replies, "He is seeking a bride in Rome because he is not yet married. He has been searching for the past two years. Papa might be considering him as a suitable match for you. I heard him mention Lord Campitelli once when talking of suitors." My jaw drops.
"Truly?" I ask.
"Yes. On the morrow is your birthday, do you know what you want?"
"Yes, I believe so." I reply, "I would like to meet this Lord Campitelli, and get a new saddle for Mezzanotte. Not a side-saddle. A boy's saddle."
"You know you can't ride it in public, so what's the point? And why are you so interested in this Lord?"
"Well, we can sneak out on our horses and a man on a horse attracts more attention than a woman. I would like to meet all suitors before one is chosen so I know the man I marry."
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Husband Of My Mind
Historical FictionLady Alessandra Bartoletti, daughter of Lord Bartoletti is getting to the age where her father can no longer ignore the fact that his daughter must get married soon or she may never find a husband... She knows she cannot prolong this forever, but sh...
