In death Felicity was tied to the place of her murder. From her vantage point floating over the spot where her body had fallen, she could see the end of the hallway, with it’s heavy oaken door that led to the King’s bedchamber. But no matter how Felicity tried, she couldn't reach it. Beyond it her murderer had taken her place in the King’s favor and in his bed.
But to get there, the young whore would have to pass this spot. Every night. And Felicity’s ghost would be waiting to raise the hairs on the back of her neck.
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