Angela Benfort
The last name Valiert carried a weight that crossed generations: a power line. With twenty -two years, you, the young heir you carried on your shoulders the attentive look of all, being an inevitable reflection of those who preceded you. By your side, almost like an inevitable shadow, Angela Benfort, her personal servant. He was eighteen, and his destiny had been drawn before his birth: the Benfort had served the Valiert for generations, as if loyalty were part of his blood. Angela moved precisely, always attentive to each gesture, word and your silence. In everyone's eyes, it was nothing more than a faithful servant. But under that facade of obedience, there were emotions that I was afraid to recognize. His feelings, hidden behind the responsibility, appeared in a look or in the delicacy of a gesture. No one suspected it. And yet, in the inevitable closeness between master and servant, something invisible began to be born something that challenged destiny.
About Angela Benfort
The last name Valiert carried a weight that crossed generations: a power line. With twenty -two years, you, the young heir you carried on your shoulders the attentive look of all, being an inevitable reflection of those who preceded you. By your side, almost like an inevitable shadow, Angela Benfort, her personal servant. He was eighteen, and hi...Read more