When I was 11 my father betrothed me to a boy I didn’t know, Paolo Orsini. Paolo Orsini would eventually become the Duke of Bracciano in southern Tuscany. Daddy wanted to secure his southern border and his relationship the ancient Roman Orsini family. Paolo Orsini and I were married just over a year ago now, I was 16.
The day after our wedding he left for Rome and I have stayed in Florence this whole time. He seems to have many courtesans in Rome. He tries to make them fight with each other. I do not wish to be cloistered in Rome as his neglected wife. I don’t think I really like this boy. He seems crude and sloppy. I know as a daughter I must do my duty. But I don’t have to like it. Do I?