Her fingers traced the crust of jewels embedded into the walls of the palace. Her eyes shone every time she caught sight of something unusual and rare. She found herself enchanted by the palace, captivated by its elegance.
But she wasn’t wandering around to explore the palace. She was on a mission, a mission to find the room she had glimpsed faintly in The Queen’s memories. That room held a terrible secret.
“Your highness, I beg your pardon, but we cannot move further than this point.” The court lady, as always, spoke softly and with a bow, her voice delicate and respectful as she addressed Ashlee.
Ashlee’s eyes shifted to the red and bronze bridge that marked the boundary. A strange tension filled the air, as if an invisible force guarded that corner, but she couldn’t quite place what
