Bonus Epilogue
The rain had stopped twenty minutes ago, but the ground was still soaked. Moss glistened on the stones, and every step up the muddy hill made Alex grind his teeth. Wet grass and mud had smeared the hem of his suit pants and his shoes.
“This is barbaric,” he muttered as his foot slipped slightly. “Declan couldn’t have done this at another castle? Maybe one still intact… with a driveway or even a roof?”