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I flipped a negligent hand. "Lady Luce is not worthy to be called an enemy."
Nurse laughed. "Moldy between the legs," she agreed. In a family of poetic Montagues, Nurse knew how to turn an insult.

The basilca is my family's church, and as such, I've spent my religious life within its walls. It is a home for me, the place where I was christened, where I took my first communion, where I went to pray to the Virgin Mary for help in taming my temper and finding proper acceptance of a woman's role, and, when that didn't work, imploring God to change men into a whole different gender. FYI, that didn't work either.

Marcellus was Cal's military leader, the second in command after Cal, a scowling, humorless general who demanded exemplary behavior from everyone under his command--and who occasionally imagined that included me.