Simon's interest puzzled Sophia. Could there be some connection between
him and Lorenzo?
"We must speak more about her later." Simon flexed his mail-clad arms.
"It will not be safe for you to try to leave Benevento until morning. I
will see to it that my men guard this house from the looters till then.
They will not, of course, know who is in here with me. Meanwhile, you
all had better sleep, if you can."
Weary and broken by sorrow though she was, Sophia knew that to try to
lie down in the dark would mean nothing but hours of suffering. She
would sleep only when she fainted from exhaustion. And she dreaded the
agony she would feel when she woke again and remembered what had
happened this day.
Tilia cleared her throat politely. "Your Signory, it will be hard to
sleep in the same room with dead bodies."