Chapter 42

It’s enough fighting, my love. Romania 1595 - 1600 “Where are your parents?” she giggled at me, pointing to the house close to us. “What’s your name?” “Sofia,” she answered me, setting her hand on my left cheek, observing my face. “One day I met a princess as beautiful as you,” she opened a smile as bright as the sun. “Did you save her, Vlad?” her eyes widened, expectant. My heart raced so bad, beating hard against my rib cage, then it came to a backflip, and...