House in Monteleone

It was a golden spring day when I arrived at Monteleone Castle. I had the privilege of spending a whole week there with Ginevra, my best friend since first grade, before her wedding was celebrated there. The sun was filtering through the foliage of the trees, caressing the ancient walls of the fortress with a light that seemed suspended in time when I heard footsteps approaching, it was Mario, the manor's caretaker and handyman. Ginevra had told me a lot about him because not only was there a me...