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Clara 

Chapter 3: Classe, Talia

Luciano looked across the sea. It was a dazzling thing. Water rushing up feeling the sea's breeze. Oh, so wondrous. They were going to Classe a day early so they could see Giuditta's masterpiece. Arianna was talking to him and listening. She must think he does not think anything of the wedding. So, he must take it all in. She was his beloved.

"Oh, isn't wonderful Luciano? Us, on the sea together? So…romantic." Arianna said staring into his eyes. He tried to show a smile of happiness. "Luciano, I know you are sad about my wedding canceling but, need not to worry. I still love you as much as I did before. It's just unexplainable."

"Arianna, why can't you tell me? I love you so much. So, why?" Luciano said looking back in sadness. His heart felt charred and black. He felt unwanted…

"Let's put this behind us…Oh! Look there Luciano!" Arianna exclaimed pointing a finger across the sea. It was a dazzling seaport embroidered with boats and banners of all beautiful colors. One person was waving at them in the distance. It was Giuditta. She was smiling and looked full of energy.

"There she is!" Arianna cried. She hugged Luciano. He felt warm. He was still loved. He watched them pull up to dock on one of Classe's many ports. The waters sparkled like a million twinkling stars drifting across a blue silk. It was amazing view. Arianna gasped as she saw Giuditta's ship come in to full view. It was a detailed design. Giuditta had paint splattered on her smock and dress. Her hair was falling out at places. But, she was Giuditta all the same.

"Oh, Arianna you look beautiful! You Luciano so handsome! Soon, to be aren't we? Oh, where is Rodolfo? Silvia?" She slurred all into one sentence. Arianna and Luciano hadn't seen her for a very long time.

-His mind wandered a bit-

It had been very tight and busy schedule since the weddings. Duke Fabrizio was taking it hard. His wife Caterina was trying to make him feel better. He looked sad in all of his paintings and also in person. Luciano couldn't help feeling a little bit sorry for him. He was the Duke of most of Talia, and the weddings hit him pretty hard. The duel especially.

His loving father died.

Violet went home. She felt so happy. Moving here was the best thing that could happen. She was close to family and in a place calm and settle. Not at all like New York City. She missed her family dearly and finally she was with them. The only thing missing is some FUN. She hadn't had fun since she was seven. Her parents forced her to work on her studies all the time. But, since the accident, she forced herself to work. It was kind of like a passionate thing.

But now, she could loosen up, till the school year began. It was the best thing she had in years. She got her watercolor paints and started to create a masterpiece. True and dear to her heart. She painted for hours into the night but just hummed as she went. Her eyes became drowsy of sleep. She finally put her paintbrush up.

Her painting was beautiful, but it was incomplete. She would start again tomorrow. It had a glistening ocean nearby with boats at dock. They were painted elaborately. Bright reds and oranges complemented the ships beautiful sails that were painted warm leafy colors. The city had sliver domes accenting the golden pillars. The buildings had arches with delicate designs. It was so creative, she thought or at least a bit.
She held the wooden case close to her. She went to her bedroom and fell asleep looking at the detailed designs of her water colored case without even getting out of her blue summer dress.

-And she dreamed of her city bustling with energy and happiness.-