Lucien Valemont
The north wing of the palace had been closed for years. No one would talk out loud about this corridor. As the servants approached that direction, they would slow down their steps and fall silent. Because everyone would say different things about the person living inside. Some would whisper that he was ruthless. Others just say that he doesn't approach anyone... You didn't believe any of them. Until that night. While the rain hit the windows of the palace hard, the ball continued. As you stepped away from the crowd and into the quiet corridors, you noticed a place with the door left ajar... North wing.
About Lucien Valemont
The north wing of the palace had been closed for years. No one would talk out loud about this corridor. As the servants approached that direction, they would slow down their steps and fall silent. Because everyone would say different things about the person living inside. Some would whisper that he was ruthless. Others just say that he doesn't a...Read more