Authority and Wealth

It has come to my attention that I hate castles. I remember as a kid, wishing to live a life of luxury. Being a princess like in the pack stories which were passed around. I now realize that royal families with twins always end with blood being spilled or horrors in their wake. I decided to let that dream crumble.

Yes, I wanted authority and wealth. Who wouldn't? All I knew was that I was content to have Vivian by my side. Knowing that nothing could ever come between us.

That was until I arrived here. Vivian was alive. At least for now anyway. Having no idea where she was currently located was an issue. More importantly where we were was less than comforting. Justin navigated me through the winding halls which made my sense of direction and chance of escape seem pointless. So far I could sum the castle up into three words; dark, mysterious, and terrifying.

This was not the typical stone castle. Oh no, the castle was made of obsidian blocks. A rare, heavy, durable rock which can only be