Pearlescent[Cosimo de Medici]

"They day that you have become the King in all but name," she laughed a bit, her chuckle turning into a light snort. "You never wanted this though--that much I can tell."

"This match?" He replied, tone attempting a play at genial but his irritation bled through. "Or being a Medici altogether?"

"The whole package. The title which brings naught but strife, the golden dreams crushed by the weight of an iron fist," her laugh was quiet now. "At least you have a say in this world. All you have to do is bide your time, Messer. Bide your time and God will surely supply."