“The Cardinal was bent over his writing desk, the room unchanged save for the light of what appeared a small antique oil… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Domenico appeared to lie against the door, and in the shadowy dark, his face was luminous and delicate. When he smiled the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He was so rapt in his thoughts that he did not hear anything much that Guido was saying, that lovely bubbling speech… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
