Sir Russell watched her disappear inside the castle, this was the same place from where the hooded girl used to enter and exit, no wonder her voice sounded familiar to him. This meant one thing, that the hooded girl was Princess Angela all this time. She was the one he had been watching so keenly and looked forward to seeing every night. He felt like kicking himself, why hadn’t he recognized her? He had seen her pictures but in reality, she was a real knockout.
He didn’t understand why he felt so disappointed after knowing that all this time the girl who had intimidated him, whom he had begun to admire was the Princess whom he was supposed to kidnap before the coronation.
With these thoughts in his mind, he laid down on the bed picturing her pretty face, her soft lips, and those honey-br
