For the first time in a month, the voices were silent in Gabriella’s head. And oddly, it felt too quiet. It had been something she had started to get used to, and now without them, it was like a piece of her was missing, too. Sadly, she couldn’t celebrate that as much as she wanted, as insane as it sounded to actually miss the umbre de sânge.
Slowly, Gabriella turned away from the door and looked around the room. It was a massive space. The castle’s familiar masonry was present in the walls and floors, but this room had no roof. Instead, it was an arched ceiling of stained glass depicting people in various scenes of a history she was not familiar with. Along the walls were tapestries, a fireless fireplace with settees and a table placed in front of them, casements stuffed with b
