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342 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2014
”Think of it as a matter of wife or death,” the stranger said.
“What?” asked Lorenzo.
The stranger sighed. “It is a play on words. You were meant to laugh. To lighten the gravity of the moment.” he said.
“I don’t understand,” said Lorenzo.
He had to do the rest of the work. Her limbs were too weak. She could but lie there and let him enter her cave of wonders. Let him climb the heights of the mountain of desire. Let him try to carry them both away in the flight of the majestic moth.


"I will save Lucia because I love her."
"You dare!" said the duke almost rising from the seat in indignation.
"Yes, I dare," said Lorenzo softly, not meeting the Duke's eyes.
"Yes, he dares," said Cosimo, smiling at the way the youth had now unsettled the Duke.
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In a land riven with plague, inside the infamous Walled City, two families vie for control: the Medicis with their genius inventor Leonardo; the Lorraines with Galileo, the most brilliant alchemist of his generation.
And when two star-crossed lovers, one from either house, threaten the status quo, a third, shadowy power – one that forever seems a step ahead of all of the familial warring – plots and schemes, and bides its time, ready for the moment to attack...
Assassination; ancient, impossible machines; torture and infamy – just another typical day in paradise.
“Never enter into a battle that you have not already won.”
“’Tar my bung hole and use me for a keg!’”
“’Think of it as a matter of wife or death,’ the stranger said.
‘What?’ asked Lorenzo.
The stranger sighed. ‘It is a play on words. You were meant to laugh. To lighten the gravity of the moment,’ he said.
‘I don’t understand,’ said Lorenzo.”
“His mother had known it in him early in his life and told family that he had a heart of gold – though she meant the metaphor to mean it was cold, yellow and hard to find.”
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
- William Shakespeare - Romeo and Juliet, Prologue