I went to persuade other Cardinals, and I told them about the beauty of the Golden Era. Perhaps Lorenzo de' Medici was too overpowering, but I was willing to compromise, as long as they were willing to believe in me, willing to support me.
I am willing to give up everything, as long as someone can help me. We are just a step away from all that beauty, just that one step, and with a little more effort, perhaps we could really succeed, right?
…I was too naive, Lorenzo Holmes."
The chill of winter emanated from Lawrence's words, and in an instant, it enveloped Lorenzo.
At this moment, Lorenzo could do nothing—swinging his sword, fighting, reprimanding—now all he could think of was standing here, listening to Lawrence's past, as the dark and unknown cloud of doubt was about to be completely cleared, and Lorenzo would uncover the hidden secrets.
"Yes, it was right here, in the wilderness outside Florence many years ago, a remote wilderness."
