“Anna, I understand more than you know. I was murdered in return for my ideas. But I’m alive again here with a crown on my head. You have one too.” Lucius smiled in a twisty way that inferred he wasn’t the least bit unsettled by her frustration, or her past.
Anna reached up and found the gold circle nestled there atop her head. Her eyebrows shot upward in surprise as she took it down to study it. The gold was polished to a bright sheen and a small citrine gem gleamed from it’s embedded spot in the front.
Her fingers delicately brushed over the surface and lingered on the jewel. Suddenly tears welled up in her eyes and one hand went to cover her face as she appeared to melt under her emotions. Continue reading THE CASTLE part four