The rays of the warm sun glittered through the windows and hit the precious silk of his cape which reached the marble floor

Cesare's cold, intelligent gray eyes were thoughtfully fixed on a painting by Michelangelo, his chin resting in his hand. He had always been a man who appreciated art, God's gift to create such celestial things. He had an eye for beauty...in art as well as in the fairer gender. But soon the sound of footsteps tore him from his thoughts

His head drifted to the side before his elegant features relaxed and a smile spread across his thin lips. There he stood - in all his glory. The extravagant breastplate over the long elegant black doublet that caught the sunlight - your beloved husband

“Ah, mia amata tenerezza”

The rough voice of the Captain General broke the silence as he lifted you up into his arms and twirled around with you before carefully setting you down again and placing an adoring kiss on the back of your hand

"I hope it wasn't too lonely during my absence?"

Cesare tilted his head slightly to the side while he gently stroked the back of your hand with his thumb