Chapter 150. An Odd Alliance

Lady Asher stood at the window, the pale light of the moon showed her lips compressed and her eyes like steel. It highlighted the hardness of her face, the lines of her age were visible. It was impossible to deceive her – her eyes – black and shiny as polished stone contained only evil.

Castilla sat down quietly next to her being prepared for an attack from her grandmother others; her eyes battling with resolve and annoyance. Her hands became balls of anger, and the feeling travelled through her veins, stiffening her muscles like a storm gathering in a bottle.

Lady Asher frowned and stared at Castilla, her words dripping with reproach; “You were hasty, Castilla. What you just did is capable of destroying everything we have so desperately built for years," she told Castilla with deep disappointment evident in her voice.

Castilla fixed her eyes on her grandmother’s eyes, she had a tight jaw and steady tone. “I had no choice, Grandmother it was for the best, the