Marco's POV .
It was not out of the ordinary for me to get letters mailed to the mansion . In fact , it was so common that it had become part of my weekly commute but the one that arrived today , along with the others , were different but not unfamiliar at all . It was left on the desk in my study and it was the first thing that caught my eye when I neared the solid wood desk . That bright red wax seal that had their infamous family crest stamped onto it stared at me whispering all the dangers that it possibly brought forward with it .
It most definitely was not a letter stating an exchange spot and day . That couldn't be . They would never set it until they had visual confirmation first hand that the princess of Esmond was truly in my captivity . It was exactly why I could not understa
