Laure was sprinting down the little hill, towards the lake. It was large and round, and shone under the midday sun. Right, she recognized the Senate house and left, the great Circus Maximus.
Still running, she looked over her shoulder, making her hair fly around, to see where Chance was.
- You're never gonna catch me! she playfully said, and ran faster.
Still running, she looked over her shoulder, making her hair fly around, to see where Chance was.
- You're never gonna catch me! she playfully said, and ran faster.