10 ‘This fellow is wise enough to play the fool’ Violetta stood up and began pacing the small room. Recounting the story had made her restless, agitated, reminding her of how far they were from their purpose. ‘That’s the reason we are here. Feste and I escaped from our different captivities and we have been following this man, Malvolio, ever since. He is here and he has our precious relic in his possession. He stole it from us.’ She turned to Will. ‘You must understand. The relic is Illyria. The country grew from the city, and the relic was the reason for our city’s foundation. Since my father is dead, I am the rightful ruler. I have vowed to return it, for without it our country does not exist.’ ‘But what do you want from me?’ Will frowned, puzzled. ‘You set yourself up in my way. You engage me in conversation. You tell me your story. Then there is this.’ He picked up the Fool card from the table. ‘You insinuate it into a note telling me that we are in want of a clown .
