Venice arranged her uniform, it was the big day, in which she would take her father's place and take charge of the great armies of the east throughout the kingdom.

"Good morning Mr. Bartolomeu, I mean, father" says Veneza making a reference to his father.

The room was well lit with all its medallions on the walls.

She saw that you were by your father's side, although she was older than you, you had still worked with him for much longer than her in that army.