Rose’s POV
I have to practically run to keep up with Johnny’s brisk walk through the musty, dark tunnel that eventually leads to a heavy door that opens as we approach it.
Revealing a very cranky looking Trevor.
Some things never change, like that miserable scowl that I am now remembering so vividly from my childhood.
He always was my least favorite of Luca’s many brothers.
“I told him to be careful.”
He mutters darkly as he turns and walks ahead of us, with a prominent limp, down a much brighter hallway.
We are clearly inside a building now. A well-lit and very large building.
Most likely the castle, judging by the plush carpet and expensive furniture that we pass.
“Everything is fine. No one was seriously injured. They came out of nowhere, no warning at all.”
Johnny sounds more
