After narrowly escaping the priest in the Cathedral Constance led her partner in crime down the bustling streets of Aachen. Christmas was approaching, it was a popular holiday in Germany whereas in France the Revolutionary government was decidedly anti-Christian and thus anti-Christmas.
With the crowds the two thieves were able to move easily through the town to the location Constance was taking them.
“We’re almost there,” she said, holding her lover’s hand and leading him through the crowd.
“Where are we going?” Renault shouted back.
“We passed an apothecary when we entered the city, they will have knowledge of Latin and be able to translate for us.”
A light snow fell on the city, Renault liked the snow, but only in small amounts. When it fell quietly on a winter’s night, but he hate
