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The Lady in the Tower — Margaret Ritter
THEY STEPPED OUT OF A STORYBOOK INTO A MODERN-DAY TRIAL BY TERROR...
To Sarah, they all seemed to be characters straight out of a fairytale: the handsome prince who lived in a castle with his beautiful wife, their fragile, elegant daughter, and the dark-haired count who lived in a nearby villa.
But the prince was really an English rock star and the count drove a Ferarri instead of a carriage pulled by four white horses. The princess of the castle was a hauntingly lovely film star who disappeared into the sea on her wedding night. Her body was never found--only a white wedding veil that drifted in to the shore.
Now, when darkness fell over the little Spanish town, a light would go on in the castle tower. Someone or something was up there keeping an eerie night watch over the inhabitants of the castle.
Was it the ghost of the tragic bride making sure that none of them had the chance to live happily ever after?
To Sarah, they all seemed to be characters straight out of a fairytale: the handsome prince who lived in a castle with his beautiful wife, their fragile, elegant daughter, and the dark-haired count who lived in a nearby villa.
But the prince was really an English rock star and the count drove a Ferarri instead of a carriage pulled by four white horses. The princess of the castle was a hauntingly lovely film star who disappeared into the sea on her wedding night. Her body was never found--only a white wedding veil that drifted in to the shore.
Now, when darkness fell over the little Spanish town, a light would go on in the castle tower. Someone or something was up there keeping an eerie night watch over the inhabitants of the castle.
Was it the ghost of the tragic bride making sure that none of them had the chance to live happily ever after?