I stood in the cold, damp earth, staring at the freshly dug up grave, while my brother stood stone-faced. My heart raced. I never thought I would be here, unearthing my father's body. It felt so wrong, like I was betraying him, but it was necessary to save my nephew, and my son, who I would find a way to prove the paternity of.
The guards pulled the coffin up, and I looked away. I could smell his body rotting, and I almost threw up.
''Take the King to the hospital for the ritual.'' Chace ordered, but Elizabeth held up her hand.
''No need,'' Elizabeth said impatiently, ''Just put the coffin down and open it up. I will perform the spell here.''
''We should do this in private.'' Chace suggested, ''He deserves his respect.''
''I don't have time to pretend to respect your father.'' She sai
