I TOOK ELY’S HAND AS he guided me through the gargantuan castle. I’d never remember where anything was, though I tried to make a note of the important things as we passed—kitchen, central courtyard, bathroom—all twenty-two of them. We finally came to a stop at yet another solid oak door, but this one had an ornate HS carved on the front of it. I heard giggling from inside the room, Elizabeth’s laughter as Hans and Wil played music for her on their wood flutes.
Chapter Twelve
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