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Bitter Dove Lord Hrotha's castle cast a shadow over the south of the kingdom, its spiraling towers grasping the sky like the fingers of a clawed hand. The western tower was taller and thinner than the rest, sloping outward from the walls at a sickening angle. In the village the peasants said that this tower had no door and no stairs, yet contained a solitary room at its peak. No one could reach it except the raucous ravens who guarded the fortress heights. "What terrible, precious thing does Lord Hrotha keep in the western tower?" The young knight Guillaume de Santerre had come to the south to serve his patron Lord Clouzin. The sun had beg

The Royal Hostage Chapter Two: Coercion "Your Highness, why aren't you eating your breakfast?" Luca looked glumly down at his plate. "I just want to know what's going on." "We're still waiting for our next orders," replied Paolo patiently. "If I'm permitted to tell you then, I will. Now eat your eggs before they get cold." Except for the sound of chewing there was silence as Luca began to tuck into the heaping plateful of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast that Paolo had prepared for him. That morning while Tito had taken the yacht to get supplies, Sergio had procured some basic groceries from the village and Paolo had cooked up a rather s

The Royal Hostage Chapter One: Abduction "Eat." The bag hit the table with a dull thump. In the darkened room where he was being held captive, Luca could smell the hamburger and fries before he could see them. Luca's stomach rumbled. He hadn't eaten anything for almost two days. "C-could you... my hands," said Luca, faintly. His guard unlocked Luca's handcuffs. Although his fingers were nearly numb, Luca didn't care. He tore the paper wrappings off the food and wolfed it down. The feeling of fullness that quickly followed was not just a physical relief, although he immediately felt happier once the hunger pains subsided. The food also di