Page 96 of The Defiant Curse

“That’s creepy,” Graham said. “She’s in a trance or something. She came right to that portrait.”

Yeah, he agreed there with what his husband had just said. This was so out of character, and he still didn’t know what to do.

Should he call Chris?

Get some medical advice?

Make her see a doctor?

An exorcist?

What?

“She’s clearly dreaming,” Michael said. “Or quite possibly possessed.”

Yeah, that was terrifying.

Then again, Elizabeth was wearing her rosary, and she didn’t seem like she was distressed. If she was possessed, he imagined it would be far more violent.

Right?

At that moment, she was peaceful and just doing her thing. The whole castle was silent around them, and there didn’t appear to be an active haunting going on.

Not for them.

What that thing was, he had no freaking clue, but he was fighting the overwhelming desire to scoop her up and get her the hell back to her bed.

Curiosity, though, was winning this one. She was going to want to know when she woke up, and it appeared he was going to be the one explaining it to her.

Yeah, Elizabeth. You’re haunted.

That should go over like a lead balloon.

Going over to the fireplace, she dragged a chair that was not far away to stand on it. The whole time, both men moved closer in case she fell.

What she was doing, they had no idea, but it appeared she was climbing in her dream.

Together, they watched with Michael ready to catch her if she fell, as she touched the painting.

What she touched, specifically, befuddled them.

The necklace.

Then, she stared at it, for a few minutes, doing nothing more than touching that blue piece of the artwork. This was some weird shit.

That was for damn sure.

Getting down, she began moving again, and Graham put the chair back, and they followed. She was slowly meandering down the hallway toward the crypt.

Oh, boy.

They’d not shown her this part, simply because they all knew how she felt about crypts in the basement.

Now, here she was heading right there.

Man.

Honestly, Michael wished that she’d do this during the daylight hours.