Her eyes, even in grayscale, held a captivating intensity.
There wasn't anything common between them, in fact all their features were weirdly contrast but something oddly connected with her, as if she they were two bodies but one soul. She understood why Theodore liked her so much, maybe it was there personalities that was strangely connecting them.
"What happened to her?" She asked, curious to know more about this familiar woman.
Theodore heaved a sigh, his body slightly trembling at the horrific scene that had taken place 200 years ago. "She was falsely accused as a traitor and was killed by the townsmen." He murmured, his voice choked with emotions.
Only if he hadn't left her alone in that town. Only if he had dragged this stubborn lovesick out of her mansion and locked her in his basement, she would have been living a peaceful life by now.
