Chapter 61

• “Your mother was beautiful.” Alona said softly.
• Chase hugged her against his side. “Yes, she was.”
• I stood off to the side, out of the way and looked up at the portrait now hanging behind the thrones. The couple in the portrait were regal and elegant. The king sat on the throne, his black hair dark against the silver crown. I couldn’t decide which brother most looked like him, they all had some feature in common. The woman standing beside him was a young version of Mitz, her long, wavy red hair hung gracefully down her back.