Chapter 67: Marten’s Tower

The wind outside whistling outside, it was only this sound that accompanied Aribelle's clumsy steps. The stairs of the tower, too slender for even her dainty feet to be placed firmly upon each ledge of the climbing corkscrew shaped stairway, Aribelle's jaw tightened as she struggled to mount them. The inside of the turret covered in a damp residue, she stumbled forward.