The darkness inside the foyer tried to deceive me into thinking night had fallen. I pulled my sleeves over my wrists and propped both elbows against the door, pushing until it gave way. He was strong-willed, and he wouldn’t crumble at the prospect of freedom. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was responsible for whatever destruction I’d find in this place. I felt like if I touched it, the entire castle might crumble.
My feet dragged me forward.Īt the grand wooden door, I raised a fist to knock.īut I stopped. My legs, unused to such steady footing while in the sight of the lord’s castle, twitched in anticipation of a fall that never came. I reached the black, towering fortress that had for so long shaken and screamed at the power of my glance.įor the first time in this lifetime, I stared up at it, and nothing moved. Glowing pools would never again tempt me. Only, it’s not much of a secret anymore, is it? The one that pointed to the secret cavern. I headed down the familiar dirt path beneath the lattice of trees overhead, pausing beside the bush with a partially snapped stem that jutted outward like a broken limb. I wanted to hope, even if I wasn’t sure I was allowed. What did I hope to find? Did I truly believe I could hear him call me-that he’d want to call me? Yes, I did. But goddess or not, powerless or powerful, my feet were taking me someplace I wasn’t sure I wanted to go. When I discovered there was so much more to my life than love and hate, that those around me were just pawns in a game whose rules I’d unwittingly put in place, I discovered I was a long-forgotten goddess. When I thought I understood real friendship, I was a long-lost queen.
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