MARIENNE
My eyes, still blurry with sleep, took a couple of seconds to adjust when I opened them.
Unless I was mistaken, I was in King Erik’s bedchamber.
Huh.
The room was large and beautiful, and through an archway I spied a small sitting area with a vista through the window that overlooked the snowy mountains. The silk canopy over the bed exactly matched the one I had seen in my vision.
These rooms at the top of the North Tower had stood empty for years. Magnik and I had never slept here. He preferred to sleep nearer the heart of the castle, where the bank vaults lay filled with gold coins and other treasures.
My old rooms in the East Tower had been at the other end of the castle from Magnik. As far away from him as possible.
Erik didn’t know about any of that.
To him, these room
