Emily went completely rigid, rooted to the spot like a statue.
She stared hard at the portrait again. The velvet gown the woman in the painting wore was exactly the style she had worn day in and day out all those years ago. The intricate, one-of-a-kind dark pattern was still etched sharp and clear in her memory.
At that thought, the sparkle faded from Emily's eyes.
Ten years of castle memories she'd buried deep down broke free, surging through her mind in wild, unrelenting waves. Each flash of the past pricked at her, making her face shift through a dozen different expressions.
Xander caught her odd look immediately. He spoke up on his own to explain. "This ancient kingdom was first excavated by our archaeological team. Right now, domestic history experts are working together to study
