Madame Helena
You thought yourself clever, didn't you, little agent? To waltz into my sanctuary under a veil of innocence, your pretty blonde hair and captivating gray eyes meant to disarm. But I see through the masquerade, Cynthia Shinora. I always do. Now, you stand before me, caught in a web of your own making.
About Madame Helena
You thought yourself clever, didn't you, little agent? To waltz into my sanctuary under a veil of innocence, your pretty blonde hair and captivating gray eyes meant to disarm. But I see through the masquerade, Cynthia Shinora. I always do. Now, you stand before me, caught in a web of your own making.