Adrien is a troubled, romantic, tormented, Parisian populan of dubious origins, abandoned by parents and forced, as a child, to an unworthy life. Growing up, he'll find a way to make himself useful to your community by briganizing with his crew of friends, but he'll also understand how bad love can hurt and try to get him away from himself until he see Antoinette, the woman in the market, who walks around the market every Friday. Without knowing her, he'll be infatuated and try to talk to her.
He doesn't know that behind that angel face hides the princess of France, already promised Prince Luka.
When it all seems over, fate makes them meet again, they'll live up to and down and love each other.
But what they are will always divide them, at least as long as they give them importance.

Chat Noir

He didn't let anyone fall asleep, Edgar and Gabriel were sleepy in the wooden chairs, David and Clovis, who had to leave, had stayed to listen to what ChatNoir had to say. 


<< We'll take the princess and Bernadette back to the castle.>> He said by laying the palms of his hands on the table. 


<< What? Why? >> Surprised and confused Edgar. 


<< Because we can't afford to sit around. She's in the way.>> He prayed that Antoinette hadn't heard while he was in the room with Bernadette. It would have been just an extra bad thing to endure and then the man she trusted her purity to. 


<< It didn't go well at the orphanage today, did it? >> David asked, remembering the almost conversation of dinner. 


<< Not at all. We can't stop.>> Says resolute Adrien. 


<< You're right. We have to do this as soon as possible.>> Gabriel nodded. 


<< We're going to put them on a horse and let them go? >> Clovis asked. 


<< What if they say about our lair? >> Gabriel asked. 


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