Michella just kept quiet during the long ride to Florence. It would be a few hours before they reached the city and she knew that she should at least try to get some rest but unfortunately thoughts of the nightâ€™s events kept her awake. Bella was still asleep thankfully; she envied the girl for being able to sleep through all of that in spite of waking up earlier. She wished she could sleep like that but instead there was only worry, worry about what was going to happen now, Emanuelâ€™s safety. If there was anything good out of this, his sacrifice had not gone in vain and they had made it out of the city in one piece. Now was not the time to think of those things, she felt that such thoughts made her feel selfish, but at the same time it had been his sacrifice that got them out. He probably wouldnâ€™t want her to worry about him anyway, but there it was.<br/><br/>It was a few hours later, around the early hours of the morning just after midnight, when they finally neared Florence. It was at that time that Bella has also woken up probably because she has had enough sleep. There was a look of concern when she noticed her father was missing that soon turned to panic. She sneezed a bit when the ride became bumpy for a moment, making Michella cringe a bit as she frowned and softly bit her lower lip. Hopefully the young girlâ€™s cold would go away soon. The last thing she needed was a sick child to top things off. Once they reached the city she would be sure to see a doctor, the one that had approached her back in Venice just didnâ€™tâ€¦ something didnâ€™t seem right about him.<br/><br/>â€œWhereâ€™s daddy?â€ Bella asked.<br/><br/>Michella couldnâ€™t help but flinch a bit at the question, â€œHe had to stay behind, sweetie.â€<br/><br/>â€œWhy?â€<br/><br/>â€œWell, someone had to look after the shop while we visited Aunt Clara.â€ She hated lying to the girl, she knew it was wrong, but it was best she didnâ€™t know the truth. This was something he didnâ€™t want her to get in the middle of, not to mention she didnâ€™t want her to worry too much about it. Emanuel could take care of himself anyway, or so she hoped, sometimes she worried about that man, and again he probably wouldnâ€™t want either of them to worry. â€œHe decided to let us girls spend some time together, no men allowed.â€<br/><br/>The child smiled but she didnâ€™t seem convinced, â€œBut we always spend time together because he works so much, right? Daddy can be silly sometimes!â€<br/><br/>â€œYeah he can, Iâ€™ll agree with that.â€<br/><br/>The conversation seemed to make time fly a bit. One moment they were only close to Florence and the next thing they knew they had arrived at the city gates. Michella has only been to Florence a few times so at least she knew her way around. For Bella this was a new experience, and it came as no surprise that the little girl had a big smile on her still rather sleepy expression as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings. At least she would have some fun while Michella was stuck worrying about her idiot husband until this was all over. She trusted that the Assassins would see that those Templar bastards got what was coming to them.<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>After he was taken by the Templars, Emanuel was walked through the city quietly and as obedient as ever as to not act out of line. As much as he wanted to fight back he simply did not have the energy. Where they were taking him, he wasnâ€™t sure, but he knew that they were going to make an example out of him like they did everyone who proved to be a traitor. Even with a sword at his throat he still felt no regrets for what he did and despite wishing he could be there to ensure that they had a safe trip something in the back of his mind told him they were fine. He was trusting Alexandra would keep them safe so he was not worried about them being captured or anything but even then the thoughts that ran through his mind were filled with nothing but worry.<br/><br/>He was thrown in a cell near a less populated section of the city he has not ventured to often about a half hour later, â€œHave a good night sleep, Emanuel,â€ one of the guards said to him, â€œWeâ€™ll be asking you some questions in the morning so donâ€™t sleep in.â€ Afterwards he gave a hardy laugh and left him alone to his thoughts.<br/><br/>There were a few others in the cell with him; some of them he recognized as criminals he arrested earlier in the month. Robbery, it was a small crime but still enough to get you thrown in a cell. They gave him unwelcoming glares but at the same time he could tell that the ones that knew his face were amused, wondering how and why he ended up here. Emanuel heaved a sigh and took a spot near the back of the cell, sitting against the wall and looking out to the city. The moon was still visible in the sky and it seemed to be a night that had very little stars visible as well.  It was also starting to get into the early hours of the morning from the looks of things.<br/><br/>Sleep was simply not an option; as tired as he was his mind was just too restless, so instead he just looked out to the city watching the moon reflect on the waterâ€™s surface. The others in the cell left him alone for the most part, whispering amongst each other. It wasnâ€™t too clear what they were speaking about but then again he wasnâ€™t really listening to them either. Michella and Bella were constantly on his mind as he still worried about them. Clara is probably going to tell him he owes her but he didnâ€™t mind, he should speak with his family more. Maybe it was about time he found other work.