An inordinate amount of time later, a carriage followed by twenty men on horses stopped right in front of the restaurant, and the prince and I stood up to look over the railing.
Aramis stepped out first, offering her hand for her mistress to help her out of the carriage. The heroine wore a long pink and white dress that made her even more appealing than she usually was, however, my greatest surprise was none other than Priscilla herself, wearing a simple yet elegant sundress that made her look much more innocent than what her character should be.
‘She’s definitely different… too different. I wonder what caused the change.’
Immediately Arthur practically teleported down the stairs to accompany the ladies to our table. Shaking my head, I walked at a more sedate pace, watching the excha
