"I thought you'd never come," James said as he stood before the highly-protected gates of the Royal Burial Ground.
Every Rose descendant was buried here and many of which wore priceless jewelry with them. The security around here was unbreachable, with electric gates, high-tech cameras, and guards stationed everywhere. No one could walk in and out of this place without a highly detailed screening.
"Though, I do not blame you. The Mardens never liked us," James stated with his hands behind his back. He observed Elias's cunning smile and Adeline's soft frown. Well, at least one of them was good at hiding their emotions.
James liked that he could stir emotions within Adeline. Hatred was only a step away from love. He did not need his only niece's affections. He was not shameless. He knew he didn't deserve it.
