If I heard one more color combination, I would lose my mind.
It was another normal day as the Don's mate and Alistair had fully barred me from my training with Marku in exchange for fulfilling my 'duties.' By that, he meant arranging political parties and events. Apparently, the Don's mate served as an ambassador of some sort to other families and cities. Ezio had been doing this role until I could take up the mantle.
Still, Marku let me sometimes sneak in some work-out and light hand-to-hand combat. However, the majority of my time was spent planning the parties.
I placed the bouquet of flowers side by side and concentrated on them. They looked beautiful, and I couldn't care less which design we should use, but the assistant we brought had other ideas.
"The tulips are good, but their
