Elisabetta Quotes in The Marriage Portrait
Chapter 4: Venison Baked in Wine Quotes
Her husband’s face comes in and out of visibility. She watches, with fixed fascination, as his expression changes with every flicker of the candle: first thoughtful, then kind, now stern, now animated, now forbidding, now handsome, then amorous and then detached. It is true: she has no idea what he is capable of, and she does not want to find out.
Chapter 17: Sisters of Alfonso II, Seen from a Distance Quotes
They see her as the portal, the means to their family’s survival. Lucrezia wants to fasten her cloak about herself, to hide her hands up her sleeves, to tie her cap to her head, to pull a veil over her face. You shall not look at me, she wants to say, you shall not see into me. I will not be yours. How dare you assess me and find me lacking? I am not La Fecundissima and never will be.
“Poor Lucrezia,” she murmurs, still looking away from her.
“Me?” Lucrezia replies. It’s you who—”
“No, no.” Elisabetta sighs, straightening a fold in her shift. “I am leaving. As soon as day breaks. I will go to Rome, to Luigi, my other brother. I may never come back here. Alfonso is not my husband. I can leave. You cannot.”



