( The fondness in his voice is unmistakable. If the mirrors in the tower have taught Emilia anything, it's that one must never be too quick to jump to conclusions about someone. She's grateful, in retrospect, they've overcome the initial tensions between them. He is a rather wonderful person to know.
And eerily good at scaling and climbing things.
She looks a bit rueful at his question, but there is a glint of intrigue in her eye. Emilia is ravenously curious. When she still possessed the dream of becoming a green witch, she loved experimenting with new flavors from abroad, to experience their cultures through food and seeing how well they fused together.
That dream died along with Vittoria. But here, she gets to learn about an entire new world. )
I'm afraid not. I'm from Sicily. It was the nineteenth century, if that gives you a point of reference.
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And eerily good at scaling and climbing things.
She looks a bit rueful at his question, but there is a glint of intrigue in her eye. Emilia is ravenously curious. When she still possessed the dream of becoming a green witch, she loved experimenting with new flavors from abroad, to experience their cultures through food and seeing how well they fused together.
That dream died along with Vittoria. But here, she gets to learn about an entire new world. )
I'm afraid not. I'm from Sicily. It was the nineteenth century, if that gives you a point of reference.