Chapter 11 Eleven

• Melissa’s (Gabriella’s Pov)
• I followed as he led the way to his mansion. It stood some distance from the dungeon, and I couldn't tell what reasons he had. He liked to walk as he gazed around at intervals, muttering words I couldn’t hear with the nonchalance of a child who had yet to see the world. It proved difficult to believe that someone such as him who would rip your head from your neck; if not given ample reasons, would gaze around like that.
• “What are we going to do now, Gabriella?” I knew Lyra wanted to make fun of me as she asked that question with my new name.