She was greeted by the prince and a
maid. “I’m so sorry about this Miss Sarah, but we’re all glad you are safe.
I’ll have my men search for your horse in the morning. Of course right now many
of them are hunting down our enemies. I am not sure why they chose to attack
you, but we have many foes and some of them will attack anyone who seems to
have a special connection to my family. Of course you are one of those people.
As always I take personal responsibility for your safety, and not only here.
You are much too important to us, to me.” Sarah gave him an expected smile and
thanked him. “Gemelda here will show you to your room. She’ll provide for all
of your needs. I trust that you’ll be comfortable. But if you’ll excuse me, I
must attend to my duties in regard to this latest incident.” He bowed, turned
on his heels and walked away.
Gemelda advised that she follow her
up the winding staircase. As she ascended the steps she couldn’t help that
notice that all of the paintings and sculptures seemed to be watching her. The
huge castle was intimidating to all who came to visit especially foreign
dignitaries whom had to deal with the prince. Upon the third floor of the
mostly stone building Gemelda opened a door that led to a plush bedroom. It was
spacious with carvings on the wall that seemed innocent enough. There were
angels and cherubs along the higher portions of the walls, but there were also
serpents and other reptiles along the lower parts. The bed was large and built
of solid hand carved wood. Thick feather blankets covered the surface. Gemelda
pointed out some cabinets and drawers that held extra bedding and robes that
might fit her. “If you need anything you only need to pull that rope.” She
indicated a rope hanging from the exterior wall. “It’s hooked to a bell in the
hallway. I’ll come as soon as I can.” “Thank you Gemelda. I think I’ll be fine
for tonight.” Gemelda courteously smiled, made a slight bow, turned and left.
Sarah stripped down to her
undergarments, went to a cabinet, found a suitable robe and crawled under the
covers. She began studying the sculptures on the surrounding walls. They were
intricate and seemed to move, although quite subtly. Good paintings and
sculptures always seemed to move to a viewer though. She thought nothing of it.
After about an hour of rest, she blew out the candle on her bed stand and
rolled over. She was soon roused by a sound of something sliding followed by a
solid thump. When she opened her eyes Elizabeth
was standing by her bedside. Elizabeth
was another niece. She was known as a troubled child, but she had always been
sweet to Sarah. “Liza! What are you doing here?” “I heard you were spending the
night here. I thought I’d pay you a visit.” “How did you get in?” Sarah asked,
knowing the door was locked. “This place is full of hidden passage ways. My
uncle tries to keep them secret, but I know all of them. I play in them at
night.” She pointed to the wall next to a cabinet. “That section right there
opens a hidden passage that leads to others. They were all made as escape
routes in case of invaders. Many of them have traps and you have to know your
way around.” “You’re scaring me Liza.” “Don’t worry. I know my way around
them.”
A sorrowful wail began to make its
sound heard ever so slightly among the rooms and halls of the vast castle.
“What’s that noise?” Sarah asked. Liza said; “That would be Victoria. Do you know the story of my late
grandmother?” “I’ve heard little of it. Only that she died tragically from a
fall off one of the parapets.” Liza hesitated. “That may be. But she may have
been pushed off too.” Sarah was shocked. “She was loved be everyone I thought.”
“She was! That’s the point. Her husband, my great grandfather, was well aware
of that. He caught her in a tryst with her lover. No one knows for sure what
actually happened, but my grandfather has been at a loss ever since she died.
That’s why he seems so crazy so much of the time. He thinks everyone is in
conspiracy against him and the family. You’ve seen how much my cousins, uncles
and aunts constantly argue. It’s insane! You seem to be the only calming
influence around here when you’re here. It’s why I wanted to come see you.
Everyone thinks that my uncle had something to do with it, that he’s evil,
power hungry and has some agenda. But that’s not true. Beyond his rough
powerful persona, he’s a good man.” She hesitated again for a couple of
minutes. “You know, he’ll be looking for a bride soon. He’s already making the
plans. I think you’d be a good wife to him and an exceptional addition to the
family.” Sarah gasped at the thought. She would not consider any advances of
any sort from Prince Skarbalius. The two continued to talk quietly until Sarah
was completely exhausted from the events of the day. The young girl went out
through the door and Sarah slept.
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She was greeted by the prince and a
maid. “I’m so sorry about this Miss Sarah, but we’re all glad you are safe.
I’ll have my men search for your horse in the morning. Of course right now many
of them are hunting down our enemies. I am not sure why they chose to attack
you, but we have many foes and some of them will attack anyone who seems to
have a special connection to my family. Of course you are one of those people.
As always I take personal responsibility for your safety, and not only here.
You are much too important to us, to me.” Sarah gave him an expected smile and
thanked him. “Gemelda here will show you to your room. She’ll provide for all
of your needs. I trust that you’ll be comfortable. But if you’ll excuse me, I
must attend to my duties in regard to this latest incident.” He bowed, turned
on his heels and walked away.
Gemelda advised that she follow her
up the winding staircase. As she ascended the steps she couldn’t help that
notice that all of the paintings and sculptures seemed to be watching her. The
huge castle was intimidating to all who came to visit especially foreign
dignitaries whom had to deal with the prince. Upon the third floor of the
mostly stone building Gemelda opened a door that led to a plush bedroom. It was
spacious with carvings on the wall that seemed innocent enough. There were
angels and cherubs along the higher portions of the walls, but there were also
serpents and other reptiles along the lower parts. The bed was large and built
of solid hand carved wood. Thick feather blankets covered the surface. Gemelda
pointed out some cabinets and drawers that held extra bedding and robes that
might fit her. “If you need anything you only need to pull that rope.” She
indicated a rope hanging from the exterior wall. “It’s hooked to a bell in the
hallway. I’ll come as soon as I can.” “Thank you Gemelda. I think I’ll be fine
for tonight.” Gemelda courteously smiled, made a slight bow, turned and left.
Sarah stripped down to her
undergarments, went to a cabinet, found a suitable robe and crawled under the
covers. She began studying the sculptures on the surrounding walls. They were
intricate and seemed to move, although quite subtly. Good paintings and
sculptures always seemed to move to a viewer though. She thought nothing of it.
After about an hour of rest, she blew out the candle on her bed stand and
rolled over. She was soon roused by a sound of something sliding followed by a
solid thump. When she opened her eyes Elizabeth
was standing by her bedside. Elizabeth
was another niece. She was known as a troubled child, but she had always been
sweet to Sarah. “Liza! What are you doing here?” “I heard you were spending the
night here. I thought I’d pay you a visit.” “How did you get in?” Sarah asked,
knowing the door was locked. “This place is full of hidden passage ways. My
uncle tries to keep them secret, but I know all of them. I play in them at
night.” She pointed to the wall next to a cabinet. “That section right there
opens a hidden passage that leads to others. They were all made as escape
routes in case of invaders. Many of them have traps and you have to know your
way around.” “You’re scaring me Liza.” “Don’t worry. I know my way around
them.”
A sorrowful wail began to make its
sound heard ever so slightly among the rooms and halls of the vast castle.
“What’s that noise?” Sarah asked. Liza said; “That would be Victoria. Do you know the story of my late
grandmother?” “I’ve heard little of it. Only that she died tragically from a
fall off one of the parapets.” Liza hesitated. “That may be. But she may have
been pushed off too.” Sarah was shocked. “She was loved be everyone I thought.”
“She was! That’s the point. Her husband, my great grandfather, was well aware
of that. He caught her in a tryst with her lover. No one knows for sure what
actually happened, but my grandfather has been at a loss ever since she died.
That’s why he seems so crazy so much of the time. He thinks everyone is in
conspiracy against him and the family. You’ve seen how much my cousins, uncles
and aunts constantly argue. It’s insane! You seem to be the only calming
influence around here when you’re here. It’s why I wanted to come see you.
Everyone thinks that my uncle had something to do with it, that he’s evil,
power hungry and has some agenda. But that’s not true. Beyond his rough
powerful persona, he’s a good man.” She hesitated again for a couple of
minutes. “You know, he’ll be looking for a bride soon. He’s already making the
plans. I think you’d be a good wife to him and an exceptional addition to the
family.” Sarah gasped at the thought. She would not consider any advances of
any sort from Prince Skarbalius. The two continued to talk quietly until Sarah
was completely exhausted from the events of the day. The young girl went out
through the door and Sarah slept.
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