Lu, I need you to lie. But this time, it’s not for me. It’s for you. Please.
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Lu, I need you to lie. But this time, it’s not for me. It’s for you. Please.
I’m such a pathetic #team rome kind of girl that if I am being honest, all my interest about the italian renaissance goes into Rome. Florence is cool, Milan is cool, Naples is full of horrible dramas, but my interest for them only goes so far. But with Rome, it’s endless. I could easily spend my whole life reading about the city’s history and culture, the history of the papacy !!!!!!!! without feeling bored. Idk, the eternal city just owns my heart and soul basically, and I can’t even quite explain why lol.
By June Lucrezia was beginning to suffer from her pregnancy, and she asked Duke Ercole's permission to take her court to the cool air at Belfiore. Ercole refused on the grounds that too many painters and workmen were engaged there. After some bickering Lucrezia moved to Belriguardo, the loveliest of the Este summer palaces, where she lived so retired a life that she refused to see even Niccolò da Correggio who was sent by the Duke to talk with her. Nor did she stop there. On the day she returned to Ferrara, knowing of her father-in-law's intention to meet her, she lingered longer than was necessary over lunch at the villa of some friends and enjoyed keeping the old Duke waiting by the roadside. A few days later a religious procession was held in Ferrara, and once again Lucrezia kept the gentlemen and friars waiting and only made her apperance when the procession was over. And her polished ironical smile caused the courtiers to exclaim: "So we've reached this point already!"
The Life and Times of Lucrezia Borgia, Maria Bellonci