Chapter 159: The Hidden Door

Adolph turned to look at Eden down the hall, seated in an open window high above Adolph’s head, silent and still. He hadn’t even noticed Eden there. How had he gotten up there? Could he fly?

How had he been so silent? It was as if he was dead with no heartbeat to mark his presence or the whoosh of his breathing.

Unnerving and dangerous. He eyed Eden.

“Oh?”

“When she was a girl, there was a garden down there,” he pointed out to where Adolph had assumed a garden had been. “The flowers were the first to die… then the trees… Then the rock turned black and the canals of blood began to dry up.”

Adolph shuddered, “Canals of blood?”

Eden nodded, “They feed the base of the protections on the castle. I think in Crystal Castle the protections were fed by the people who lived there.”

Adolph frowned, “The living werewolves?”

Eden nodded and his lips twitched, “Morrigan’s plan to rot the werewolf kingdom from the inside started long before Delia arrived.”

“... is this a part of those memories you