Crimson Petals of the Impaler : Book 2

Previously

…Amalie’s heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the overwhelming silence. She squeezed her eyes shut, reciting a silent prayer, a desperate plea for the quiet miracle that had always protected her. She remembered the stories of the Prince, of his fearsome justice, of the terrifying efficiency with which he dealt with those who threatened his domain. She clung to the hope that this same fierce protection, this same unwavering resolve, would somehow extend to her, even in this hidden corner. The air grew colder, thick with an unseen tension, a palpable threat that seemed to press against the very walls of her small, safe world.