He stopped the car outside of a withered down three--story townhouse with a triangle--shaped roof and ripped linens hanging in the windows where glass should be.

I got out and clutched my stomach when if felt it drop into a bottomless pit.

I had no idea where we were but my heart broke over the fact that people lived like this here, in a place where the king had an entire palace for him and his staff. The palace foyer alone was bigger than this house.

We walked up the ...