Chapter 59

• Amelia
• After some minutes standing in the corridors to the main residence of my ancestral home, I walked along the dim corridors, the torches hanging on the stone walls and casting strange shadows. My footsteps echoed through the ancient castle as I made my way to the throne room.
• As I pushed the doors, they creaked open , and I found myself in a vast hall. There, on the imposing throne, sat Arnold, his eyes fixed on me, a cruel smirk curling his lips, and an odd flash in his gaze. He couldn't resist a mocking laughter as I approached, his amusement laced with an evil tone.