Adriano Di Lauro

I remember all my ancestors as soon as I notice the image in front of me. The witch is here. I thought I got rid of her, but no, she's back.

"Adriano, dear". Although she treats me with familiarity, she doesn't even try to get closer. At least she still remembers her limits. "How are you?"

"Vivi!". My call echoes off the house's walls, causing my housekeeper to appear immediately. "Get Mrs. Francesca to her room".

"Aren't you going to introduce us, dear?", old woman asks with h