I couldn't sleep, so I decided to take a walk to clear my head. It was late and it rained a lot outside, so I decided to explore the castle again. The last night I decided to do that, I ended up finding Alistair's room, so I wouldn't go that way again. I wore a cape over my sleeping clothes and picked up a candelabra. Walking would make me sleep again. Coming out of the room, I looked from one side of the hall to the other. I went to the wall where I knew there was a door behind the tapestry and went in the opposite direction to the one I had gone before. I didn't want to run into my sister's bedroom door and get in by accident. I didn't know what I'd accidentally see. The corridor I followed was long and had few passages. I was frustrated that I only found the prison. One thing caught my attention and I decided to watch. A soldier had delivered a plate of food to Morvan, but his gesture indicated that he had not only given the food. Morvan smiled at the guard and started eating. Suspicious, I decided to tell Bruce for him to check. Now I had to find his room. Taking a deep breath, I continued to follow the path that the hallway took. Another door went nowhere, so I went back and further on I followed a staircase. She was circular, so I was sure she was in the north side tower. I went up until I got to the second floor. A few steps away from the stairwell, I found a passage. I studied the markings well and noticed a lever hidden behind a lamp that was out on the wall. It was very curious, so finding places and leaving them became my favorite pastime. When I opened the passageway, I wrapped myself in a tapestry and, with a little difficulty, I managed to get out from behind it. There was a lot of dust. That meant no one used that route much or the cleaning lady was a lazy one.
- Damn it! - I grumbled by pulling out a web that had stuck in my hood.
I looked at the tapestry and was surprised to see that it was a huge and very wide portrait. I lit up to see better and held my breath. At the center of the tapestry were three people embroidered. A woman, a man and a boy. The woman had long black hair and eyes of the same color. It had an elegant posture and a captivating look, even for embroidery. She was sitting on a chair and had a boy with long hair, sitting on her knees. He was no more than six years old and his eyes were blue. Even though I was very small, I recognized that look, which I looked with admiration at the man standing next to him and smiled at him. The boy was Bruce. The standing man was his father, for I perceived that he had the same black hair and blue eyes as the child. Bruce had inherited his father's expressive gaze, which can range from serious to terrifying, depending on who he is directed to.
- Kelden MacCalister! - I whispered by passing my hand through the tapestry.
The MacCalisters were two brothers: the father of Bruce, who was the youngest and had died when he was only ten years old; and the father of Alistair, who was the oldest. They inherited from their ancestors the crown that kept us in complete harmony, until Roy disgraced with everything. I was admiring the tapestry for a while until an idea occurred to me. If that tapestry was there, then...
The sound of a deep sigh caught my attention and I slowly turned around. As he illuminated the environment, he noticed the details in black, Bruce's favorite color. Yes! She was in her room, so she smiles glad she could find him. My smile died as soon as I lit up the bed. Bruce was lying on his stomach without his shirt and covered with a fur blanket, just from the waist down. His black hair was falling under his eyes, but I noticed that he was asleep deeply. Beside her was Adelaide, lying with her head on her back. She didn't look like she was wearing anything, because the top was uncovered. Hate took hold of me and without thinking I let out a scream.
- Bitch! You bastard!
Chapter 18
Bruce
Annabel's cry echoed in my ears awakening me from a dream I was having about her. I felt a weight on my left shoulder and raised my head in a confusing way to face Adelaide, who jumped into bed, scared.
- Adelaide? - I said sleepy. - What are you doing in my room? Get out now!
Adelaide looked at me with a frown and a confused look. Whatever she was up to, she'd forgotten what she'd do as soon as she was discovered. I did not have the patience to understand what she was doing in my bed and, moreover, naked. To make matters worse, I noticed that Annabel was standing in front of us with an angry look. She squeezed the candlestick tightly and slowly lowered it to the ground. What was she doing in my room too?
- You whore! - she screamed. - I'm gonna kill her!
I didn't have much time to react or think, because Annabel grabbed Adelaide's hair and started pulling her out of bed.
- Let go of my hair! You fool! - Adelaide screamed trying to get loose, but it was useless.
- Annabel, release Adelaide! - I commanded myself to approach. - Now!
Annabel continued to drag Adelaide toward the
