Chapter 45: Cassandra
I didn't think any of us were surprised when the road ended and the castle began. It wasn't like Challis would have lived in a single-story home with three bedrooms, one and a half baths, and a small backyard with a dog name Fluffy. A castle made perfect sense. If one of the other guys had been with me, we may have looked like the start of The Wizard of OZ.
The castle stood at least four stories tall and sat toward the back of the property within the walls. The large square blocks that made up the castle walls were old, dirty, and some were home to wild plants and moss. The windows in the two front turrets were empty. There were no guest houses or stables outside the castle. A thin white mist wafted through the trees and pressed against the castle walls. Add the dark, looming clouds and the night sky and we were in the middle of a gothic novel. It seemed a lonely existence to live in such a place by yourself. Maybe that was why Challis wanted Dash and Braeden to herself.