“Nice to see you finally awake, Ms. Hawthorne.” Ealdorman Amos exhaled sitting in a chair next to the bed in the dark. Bridgette screamed as she grabbed the cover and quickly sat up in bed. “Why are you here?” “You’re late!’’ The Ealdorman paused. “ We have so many things to go through and you are late!” He stood up and moved away from the bed. “You can’t be in here!” She grabbed a pillow and gripped it tightly against her chest. “This is absurd.” “This isn’t absurd, you are late, that is absurd.” Amos raised his voice while rolling his eyes and leaned on his long staff with both hands swaying. “I was let in by your page at the door.” He pointed his boney finger to the door as a young blonde girl quickly closed it on the other side. “I didn’t know I had to do something today,” Still clutching the pillow as she looked around the room realizing Raiden wasn’t there. “He isn’t late, I’m sure. Get dressed,

Raiden looked up as he heard the woman he loved in peril. He followed the horror that echoed through the halls and his mind, with his heart still heavy from his Uncle and now this, the woman that saved him, he shuddered to think what made her yell such a blood-curdling scream. “Bridgette!” He yelled out as if to tell her he was on his way as if to reassure her he had an army at his back ready to slice down anyone in his path. “Did that come from the cells?” Miles asked as he held his bleeding arm they ran through the halls without saying another word. They knew what the other was thinking, get Bridgette and kill Sheamus and Coffrey. As they passed the rooms they heard a faint grunt and a crash. “Go to Bridgette,” Miles said as he headed toward the monarch’s chamber. “I’ll handle this!” He twisted an axe in one hand and held his dagger in the other, with one motion he swiftly kicked the door open. “Agneta!” He threw his weapons down and ran to her side to help her to he

“Fascinating, don’t you think Uncle?” Bridgette took her uncle aside into a hallway as they watched people nod their heads as they noticed her presence. “Ealdorman Silas yipped in celebration. Amazingly, they used thuribles as the Romans or Catholics do in ceremonies.” She acknowledged each person that nodded their head in passing with a smile or nod. “Amazing really, at first I didn’t think much of it, but having no contact with the rest of the world and still having these things in common is astonishing.” “Yes, it is remarkable, though I wish you would have stayed in school to finish your Ph.D. in history.” Dr. Hawthorne replied as Ajay appeared seemingly out of thin air. “You were majoring in history?” Ajay asked cocking his head to the side. “This is something new I did not know,” Raiden walked up next to Ajay almost a foot taller standing side by side he overshadowed him. “Yes,” Bridgette said flatly walking out of the hallway. “You would become a doctor like

"Understand Your Highness that nothing like this has ever happened, not in my lifetime and not in any of the ledgers," Ealdorman Saxon Englund stated as he struggled to stand up from the table. "Yes, I understand perfectly well what you are saying, Ealdorman Saxon I understand what you are all saying. But, I will be ushering in a new era when I am fully crowned, I will be adopting Easton and giving him my surname." Raiden spoke up as he stared down each old man sitting across the table. "But, Your Highness I must fully interject..." Ealdorman Eagon Dutton uttered as he raised his voice trying to be heard. "Ealdormen, hear me, I will be adopted Easton, giving him my surname, and giving him a family, something that poor boy needs." Raiden held up his hand to shush the whispers and objects from the old men. "He will be my son in name, he will have no claim to the throne, he will not be first in line, that will fall to Bridgette and I children. I will bring him up in royalty, the royal