![]() ![]() Her knowledge of the world outside the castle walls was scant indeed, but she could well believe that England was full of witches and ogres who wove their black magic in the dead of the night. ‘Tis common knowledge that he sacrificed her to his Master.” He caught her before she could flee and she’s never been heard from since. “’Tis said,” the third began, lowering her voice and forcing the others, including Gillian, to edge even closer, “that his lady wife found him one night with his eyes as red as Hellfire and horns coming out from atop his head. She hesitated, waiting for the girl to go on. ![]() She didn’t like serving girls as a rule, what with their gossiping and cruel taunts, but something about the way the maid uttered the last of her boast made Gillian linger. Gillian of Warewick paused at the entrance of the kitchens. ![]() She looked over her shoulder, then looked back at her companions. She was the eldest of the three and the best informed on such matters. “He was spawned in the deepest of nights,” the third announced. “’Tis the rumor,” the second whispered with a furtive nod. One of the three girls huddled there stamped out the live embers, then leaned into the circle again, her eyes wide with unease. The twigs snapped and popped in the hearth, sending a spray of sparks across the stone. Excerpt: This Is All I Ask The de Piaget Family Chapter One ![]()
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