Chapter 242 The War Is Coming

• Faye
• It’s snowing again. White fluff falls from the dark sky, highlighted by the exterior sconces placed along the walls of the castle. I smile as it blankets the ground, sticking to every surface it touches.
• I never really thought about the logistics of my future wedding. A marriage? Sure. My eventual nuptials had been drilled into my mind since I was just a little vampire. I was raised to be submissive, to bend to my future husband's will, to give him heirs, to never speak but always listen and obey.