Chapter 54
Lorenzo
She was the most beautiful, terrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. Decked in a red dress that could only be meant for a woman of power—the very influence and object of unadulterated desire. My breath caught in my throat when Ebenezer directed me through the enormous, heavy doors and through the great hall where she sat on a large, black throne with glittering spikes like a corona. The throne was as intimidating as she and from where I entered, at the very back of the hall, I could not help but feel scared. I was small and inconsequential compared to the power that radiated from the throne and herself.
Ella. That was her name. For some reason, though, it didn't feel right to address her so casually even in the privacy of my mind. Right now, she was not the irrev
