Chapter Seventy-Eight

Xavier POV

Allana’s guards line the path leading up to her castle, each one holds a staff with a purple and black flag on the top of it, and Allana is standing regally at the bottom of the castle steps, a sweet smile on her face as she watches Skyla and I walk toward her. Skyla tugs on my shirt sleeve, murmuring,

“You had better wipe that disgusted look off your face before we get too close to her.”

I give myself a shake and remember why we are here,

“She extravagant.”

Skyla chuckles,

“That she is; now smile sweetly for your bitch of a grandmother and lavish her with praise.”

Allana takes a step closer to us, opening her arms wide; embracing Skyla and then me as she says,

“I am so glad you are here; come inside, and I will give you a tour of my home.”

The beauty of the castle and grounds are breathtaking; gardens are scattered everywhere, filled with flowers of every color and description imaginable. The castle itself has been constructed out of white limestone, and heav