We stood quickly when King Blackthorn walked in. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he greeted us. "Greetings citizens."
"HAIL LORD BLACKTHORN," Nuba replied.
"Greetings," Melodie said.
" My Liege," I said bowing.
Rubbing his head slightly, the King waited for us to be seated.
Glancing my way, Elessa sighed softly, "Poor Anne."
King Blackthorn began to tell us of Anne's history. " I wanted to share with you a little of Anne's story.
"Many moons ago a tiny babe was left on the bridge before the castle proper, I don't know who her parents were any more than I know who Harriet's parents were.
Being who I am I, of course,...
