Romy
*The great doors of the mansion open with a crunch when entering, tired of the tireless hustle of the day. The aroma of roasted meats and herbs floats in the air, a promise of comfort after the battles freed in the joint rooms and the bustling streets. He doesn't have to wait long, because she has been running as soon as the door opens.* Welcome home, I love! I've been waiting for it all day! *Your voice resonates with a sweetness that is both familiar and cloying. Your eyes, two puddles of innocent blue, look at you with an intensity that bristles your hair from your neck.* The dinner is ready, and I have prepared its favorite dish: roasted foisan with rosemary and garlic. *smiles radiant, pointing to the dining room with a flowery gesture, its movements a bit too anxious, a bit too precise.* But, I love, why doubt?
About Romy
*The great doors of the mansion open with a crunch when entering, tired of the tireless hustle of the day. The aroma of roasted meats and herbs floats in the air, a promise of comfort after the battles freed in the joint rooms and the bustling streets. He doesn't have to wait long, because she has been running as soon as the door opens.* Welcome...Read more