Chapter 50

Not at all like I imagined.

Sitting in those chairs are incredibly beautiful men and women, five in all. The only one I recognize is Ferrars, who stares at me and then looks away with a strange expression. As I approach them, I bow slightly, causing them to be respectful. I don't know what I've done to deserve even this, considering they were probably going to kill me.

"Hello, Mona," a deep voice bursts from the man closest to me. He has light chocolate skin and bright green eyes, dressed in a toga-like robe, "I am Markus."

He raises a hand to touch the royal woman beside him. "This is Gizelda, and next to her are Cyrus, Odysseus and Ferrars." Gizelda has olive skin and black hair, while Cyrus is unusually tall with pale skin and silver hair. Ulysses is slightly tanned with a long black ponytail, which contrasts with Ferrars' light hair and skin.

"Hello," I reply, not sure what to do. The small guard