Queen Victoria vs The Ministry of Darkness – Chapter 11, The Unfortunate Transformation of Miss Kelly
“I can’t leave Mr Dickens here,” Miss Nightingale said sharply. As much as the infuriating man was fully to blame
“I can’t leave Mr Dickens here,” Miss Nightingale said sharply. As much as the infuriating man was fully to blame
Miss Nightingale’s fists clenched, her knuckles turning white as the nails bit painfully into her palms. A ferocious pounding throbbed
The rough, calloused hands of Mr Sikes shoved Miss Nightingale forward, sending her tripping on her skirts and stumbling through
“Mr Dickens.” The voice put Miss Nightingale’s teeth on edge. It was a rasping voice that squealed in her ear
“Mr Dickens.” The voice, a sound so clear, pure and hauntingly melodic, whispered his name once again. A shiver rippled
Florence gasped as she followed Charles into the main saloon of the Lotus Blossom. A single glance around brought him
Did the mist seem thicker tonight than usual? Charles glanced around. The streetlights flickered and pulsed unnaturally, their hue changing
14th October It would appear that Mr Dickens and Miss Nightingale may have discovered a most singular lead in this
Charles’ fingers drummed against the purple silk of his hat impatiently, the hat that he still held tucked under his
Charles tapped his foot impatiently on the highly polished wooden floor of the Queen’s drawing room, his arms crossed over