*Bexley*
I rush toward the castle, urging the horse to go as fast as possible, snow falling furiously around us. I have to warn Canaan. Not only is there a mob of villagers approaching the castle, Garth is somewhere behind me. He must’ve taken a horse from that barn.
The guards at the gate listened to my shouts to let me in, so I didn’t even have to slow down as I rode through the front gate. I practically leap off the horse and rush inside as a commotion in the front foyer greets me. “Where’s the king?” I shout as David throws open the door.
“Miss Bexley, you’re back,” he says, locking the door behind me and slipping a heavy bar into place. It’s a good thought, but I don’t think it will stop the attack that’s about to happen. They’ll figure out a way to get through the gates and then t
