The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

“Interesting, very interesting.

”

The building had only three floors designated for residential use.

The staff escorted Hannah to the third floor, which contrasted starkly with the livelier floors below.

As they ascended, the quietude of the third floor enveloped her, making her feel slightly uneasy.

Both the third and second floors were styled in vintage decor, meticulously clean throughout, yet something about the ambiance on the third floor made Hannah uncomfortable.

As she turned around, Hannah’s eyes were drawn to the paintings lining the corridor walls-portraits of figures from ancient times.

What should have been romantic depictions somehow appeared eerie.

“Miss,” the staff member prompted, bringing Hannah back to the moment.

They continued to the end of the corridor.

“This is your room.

Would you like to go in and check if everything is to your satisfaction?”

“No, thanks.

the staff, giving the corridor’s paintings a

similar to the rooms

water running clear, unlike the situation she

it was the island’s isolated atmosphere, or maybe just her nerves, but

find the corridor bathed in sunlight, which

the stairs, Hannah paused inexplicably in

turned and approached it, reaching out

uncovered, allowing her to feel

the painting

as she was about to touch the depicted face, a voice

“Miss.

”

paused and looked towards the stairs where the familiar staff member stood, her smile perfunctory, her

lowered her hand

“What’s the matter?”

looking for you downstairs,” the

“Okay.

and walked calmly towards the