Chapter 263

So, it was Silvano who had killed those guards and that prisoner. He was the mastermind behind all of this, but that still didn’t explain why. She and Sabrina sat back to back on the wooden chairs, hands cuffed behind their backs, ankles tight against the legs of the chairs. They couldn’t speak around the balls in their mouths, but Sandra’s mouth was dry, and her face throbbed with pain, making her feel slightly nauseated. She was beginning to grow very anxious and nervous as she sat staring around the medieval decorations. It was the room Miriam said was her particular favorite.

Fear was an unwelcomed friend and she knew if she didn’t control it, she would lose her stance. She had to remain calm and push aside her emotions. There would be time for letting go once she was back in her husband’s arms.

Closing her eyes, Sandra drew a deep breath thinking of her unborn child, her home in Yorkshire, her grandparents who would be arriving in England that same day, with her sister whom sh