"Will you be cursed to enter here?" I asked, gripping his sleeve and frowning.

"Don't worry, Delia, it's just a myth," he said. His handsome face relaxed as he took my clenched hand.

"How can I not be worried?" I shouted at him, but I didn't care.

"Your Highness, please answer my question. It's very important to me."

Kral can't believe I'm saying this, but I am. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the fact that I had dealt with the threat posed by Lancaster with my wits. Perhaps it was the ...