The Devoted Charade

I struggled in my princess-like gown from medieval times as I stepped into the car, where Kaelen stood waiting for me. I despised it, but for Rowena’s sake, I complied.

Within minutes, we were cruising through lively city streets, and I scanned each corner for Belmont Avenue, fixated on Brie's mention of seeing Vesper there. "Belmont Avenue," I whispered to myself, reading every street sign intent