Fine. I... I am sorry to burden you with all this, but there's not an easy way to explain it. At least not without you jumping to more conclusions...
My entire family was accused of treason. I was 17 years old. My father had sent me on an errand, and when I returned he and my brothers had been arrested. I tried to free them, I brought documents to the Gonfaloniere that proved their innocence... But they were sentenced to death, as was I. I watched as they were hanged, barely escaping with my own life.
As for my father's innocence... as I said there were the documents and he was a close friend of Lorenzo de' Medici. They did not care if my family was truly guilty. My brother, Petruccio... he was 13 years old. He was sickly, he hardly left the house. There is no "reason" for his death, no truth to these accusations. That is why I tore down my poster, Elizabeth.
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My entire family was accused of treason. I was 17 years old. My father had sent me on an errand, and when I returned he and my brothers had been arrested. I tried to free them, I brought documents to the Gonfaloniere that proved their innocence... But they were sentenced to death, as was I. I watched as they were hanged, barely escaping with my own life.
As for my father's innocence... as I said there were the documents and he was a close friend of Lorenzo de' Medici. They did not care if my family was truly guilty. My brother, Petruccio... he was 13 years old. He was sickly, he hardly left the house. There is no "reason" for his death, no truth to these accusations. That is why I tore down my poster, Elizabeth.