Who Voices Camilo In Encanto Novels & Stories

Maybe, just maybe, we could make this work. Camilo turned around to look at me. His smile was infectious. The shine in his eyes was so bright I was sure he was the sun and I the moon. Because I couldn't help reflecting the same light. "Thank you. You won't-" Someone burst through the door, cutting the rest of his sentence off. Camilo spun on his heels to face the person. His eyes flared with anger as he took in the young man in front of him. "Someone better be fucking dying for you to interrupt me like this." He growled. I rolled my eyes at him and looked away.

CAMILO “You heard that, right? I told you I wasn’t hearing things,” Camila removed my arm from her and turned around. Pedro and I followed her as the baby's voice became clearer. "Wait up!" I caught her arm and brought her to a halt. “What?” “This isn’t a good idea. It-” “It’s a baby, Camilo!” she exclaimed, yanking her arm free, but I grabbed her again. “Stop! Stop it! Will you listen to me for a second? I am not saying we should turn back. The guys and I will go check, but you stay here until I figure out if it is safe-"

A stunning woman maybe a decade older than me with long, cornsilk-blonde hair looks around the backyard. “Oh my god,” Nicky whispers. “I didn’t think she’d come.” “She’s got some coglioni.” Val snickers. “Who is that?” I ask, watching her float through the backyard, talking to this group and that. Everyone seems to light up at her arrival. “Camila Donato.” Nicky smiles conspiratorially. “The widow Marco, one of Enzo’s capos.” It takes me a second to connect the name “Enzo” with Dante’s father, partially because Camila looks more like she’s Dante’s age than his dad’s.

Camilo showed a faint smile before he wore a pair of silk gloves. He then calmly hooked his finger toward Philip. A simple movement was enough to show Camilo’s extreme confidence. Bryce Kennedy and the others frowned when they saw the sight. They could tell that Camilo was a formidable opponent. “Let me introduce everyone…” Axel Garcia stood up and smiled at the people around him. “Camilo came from India’s Celestial Temple. He had been training since he was seven! When he was seventeen, he was already a King of Arms! “In the next five years, he had been training on his own to accumulate his strength steadily.