Zibia Gasparetto

One night, she spoke to Nalim about the subject, but she disdained and answered:

- What do you want me to do? The nobility, although being a slave now, doesn’t mix with the rabble. I, despite the circumstances, do not forget my family, honoring them like all my ancestors did. I am like that and I will hardly change. I have made huge effort to live in the same place as them, using the same installations. It is already a huge sacrifice for me.

It is not easy to express emotions with words. The feelings that touch our soul, lose their meaning when they are transformed in ordinary words.

Those two beautiful creatures’ emotions, facing the same fact, were very different. One serving disgusted, thinking only about revenge, and the other caressing the hand that hurt her.

He liked to be loved, but he was sure he would never love.

Noticing she would not come, he took her cold little hand. All that young lady’s desperation touched him. For a moment, he forgot about all the past of hate and repression to only remember he loved that woman and now she belonged to him