The bright golden light from the grand fireplace danced across the high ceiling of the study inside the Kensington estate. Heavy snow fell softly outside against the tall glass windows, but inside the room, the air was warm, quiet, and filled with deep, heart pounding suspense.

Safe inside the Kensington estate, Eleanor hands Clara a solid platinum key stamped with the Royal Crown seal of the London High Chancery Court.

Clara knelt on the soft red rug beside her mother's armchair, staring down at the glowing metal object in her open hands. The platinum key felt smooth, heavy, and cold against her warm skin. It sparkled brightly under the firelight,...