Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 47

           Mortati’sappointmentastheGreatElector,thecamerlegnoassuredhimself,wasagoodone.Themanwasafreethinkerandcouldspeakhismind.Theconclavewouldneedaleadertonightmorethanever.

           AsthecamerlegnoarrivedatthetopoftheRoyalStaircase,hefeltasthoughhewerestandingontheprecipiceofhislife.EvenfromupherehecouldheartherumbleofactivityintheSistineChapelbelow—theuneasychatterof165cardinals.

           Onehundredsixty-onecardinals,hecorrected.

           Foraninstantthecamerlegnowasfalling,plummetingtowardhell,peoplescreaming,flamesengulfinghim,stonesandbloodrainingfromthesky.

           Andthensilence.

           Whenthechildawoke,hewasinheaven.Everythingaroundhimwaswhite.Thelightwasblindingandpure.Althoughsomewouldsayatenyearoldcouldnotpossiblyunderstandheaven,theyoungCarloVentrescaunderstoodheavenverywell.Hewasinheavenrightnow.Whereelsewouldhebe?EveninhisshortdecadeonearthCarlohadfeltthemajestyofGod—thethunderingpipeorgans,thetoweringdomes,thevoicesraisedinsong,thestainedglass,shimmeringbronzeandgold.Carlo’smother,Maria,broughthimtoMasseveryday.ThechurchwasCarlo’shome.

           "WhydowecometoMasseverysingleday?"Carloasked,notthathemindedatall.

           "BecauseIpromisedGodIwould,"shereplied."AndapromisetoGodisthemostimportantpromiseofall.NeverbreakapromisetoGod."

           CarlopromisedherhewouldneverbreakapromisetoGod.Helovedhismothermorethananythingintheworld.Shewashisholyangel.

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