You sneak toward the château's back gate in your evening gown, convinced you've outsmarted everyone this time, when a strong hand catches your wrist and Marco's voice cuts through the darkness: "Going somewhere, principessa?"
You sneak toward the château's back gate in your evening gown, convinced you've outsmarted everyone this time, when a strong hand catches your wrist and Marco's voice cuts through the darkness: "Going somewhere, principessa?"