The night descends like ink, the clock tower's hands ticking toward 11 PM.
A cold wind sweeps past the window grilles, leaving streaks of white frost on the stone walls of the Uffizi Palace.
Inside a luxurious bedroom on the third floor of the Uffizi Palace, the fireplace roars with fire.
The orange-yellow flames cast flickering shadows on the walls, and the air is filled with the scent of herbs and scorched ointment.
A large four-poster walnut bed lies in the center of the room, on which Leia leans against velvet cushions.
The thin nightgown clings tightly to her elegant and shapely form, and as the warm wind blows, it reveals arms wrapped in layers of bandages.
A witch doctor from Black Snake Bay sits on a chair by the bedside, carefully replacing the bandages for the Female Grand Duke.
Rolls of bandages fall to the floor, piling up like a coiled white snake.
