C454 The principality of william 45

She tried to look back at him, but she could barely catch a glimpse of his flying sleeves. It was like a butterfly wing that had been lost. Tap, tap, tap …

His royal blue robes fluttered in the wind, and he was left behind just like that … Distant...

At the corner, she stretched out her neck, but she could not see him again, not even the corner of her poor dress.

So she cried even louder