Chapter 805 No one is allowed to leave each other too far.

Princess Taylor looks at the leather mask on the carpet in front of her, slowly, with her eyes narrowed.

Suddenly she came forward, knelt on the ground, and looked at the Longville-like human skin mask -

"Princess!"

The other maids screamed and hurried up to help her.

Princess Tysler's eyes twinkled, tears fell down, and she lost her usual posture and pride. "Wei... Vail? "

She is noble, born in the British Royal family, and has never been so sad and lost.

Looking at this man's skin mask is like cutting out a piece of meat from her...