Prisca’s POV
I wrapped my hands around Theo protectively, who is looking at the two men in front of us with a terrified expression. I struggled to maintain a straight face, even though we are in a perilous situation.
The gloominess inside the room made it impossible to recognize the features of the men in front of us. The only thing I could notice with the help of pitiable candlelight was these two men are deliberately hiding in dark shadows.
“There is nothing to worry about, Miss Fallon,” I heard a man’s voice. “As a gentleman, I am well aware of how to treat ladies and children,”
Why do I feel that I am familiar with this voice? Where have I heard this voice before?
I have definitely heard this voice before. Think Prisca think….
Those two men who covered their faces with clothes di
