Chapter 115

• ELIZABETH WATTSON
• Young Wattson walked through the halls of the huge palace in search of Eliot, missing him and wanting to spend as much time as possible with him. But, like every horrible surprise that life had been giving her lately, she ran into the coordinator in the middle of a sunny afternoon. Just as the young woman was descending the stairs to look for her future husband on the first floor since she had had no success on the second.
• Her face darkened upon seeing the woman with silver hair that only the color of gray could give her. She was wearing a dress that covered her neckline and reached down to her ankles. She had a straw hat on and some pretty leather sandals that left her painted toenails freely exposed.