*Bexley*

I still don’t know how to find the vault. Anna, who was standing nearby when Justin told me where to find Canaan, spoke up and said she’d escort me. Now, I walk with her up a back stairwell away from all of the blood and gore that the staff has already begun to clean up. As we walk, she tells me a story.

“It was the night of Prince Canaan’s seventeenth birthday. King Paul and Queen Sophia wanted to throw a ball and invite all of the nobles from all the kingdoms near and far. Prince Canaan didn’t want such an event, though. The king had just finished negotiating...