ALESSANDRO'S POV — FLASHBACK YEAR 1722 — ALESSANDRO'S KINGDOM
The clouds dipped over the moon, hiding its light momentarily before uncovering itself once again. It'd been this way all evening. Moonlight, no moonlight. A star, no star.
Alessandro allowed himself to be taken by the hypnotizing scene above.
The sound of heels clicking could be heard behind him, crossing the cold concrete of the balcony that stretched across the castle. He didn't have to turn to know who it was.
As the footsteps slowed, he continued his little game. Moonlight, no moonlight. Stars, no stars.
"Will you do me the decency of at least looking at me?" the woman's voice said.
Alessandro dropped his gaze, but not to the woman.
Far beneath him lay a village — his village. Shapeshifters of all walks had found
