Kiera's Pov

Taking my candle from the bar of iron, I walked into the room, and looked around. Ancient statues. The whole place was covered in thick dust, but the statues were sparkling white, like someone took the pains to wipe them clean every morning.

I could recognize Aphrodite, Apollo, Cupid, but the others were all unrecognizable.

I ran my hands on them, and looked at the crystal orbs on the high shelves, mirroring the light from my candle. Spiderwebs spun around, and it became ...