A runaway maiden finds herself entangled in a tale of horror when she saves the Bride of a prince from a Haunted Castle. --- WARNING: HEAVY SUPERNATURAL ELEMENTS, GORE, DISTURBING THEMES, SLOW-BURN ROMANCE, RICH-IN-STORY NOVEL! I hope you like this story. If you wish, please support this tale by voting, rating, and commenting. Your feedback on typos or bad grammar is welcomed and appreciated.
'Why are you calling me a lich?' she remembered that Master Petrus de Carcassone told her what a lich was. There were all over the world, but she didn't think she would ever be called a lich! But her thoughts were quick, as Alexa had to throw her chair back and stand up in an instant, even though she was still holding the wine glass.
The Captain grunted in annoyance, as he also stood up and his tower-like figure made the men shrink for a moment. Klaus clicked his tongue in annoyance as he also stood up, grabbing the dagger at his waist with one hand, and the bottle of wine with the other,
"Got a problem?"
Alexa took advantage of the confusion and the parties glaring at each other intimidatingly, to drink her wine in one gulp. It was a great tasty wine!
"I am not a lich!" she stated.
The men looked at her in a mixture of fascination and terror.
Their leader, who also seemed to own the house, ordered her henchmen,