Felix and the Prince (Forever Wilde, #2)

by Lucy Lennox

As the fire grew higher, the light began to catch the colored glass around the room as hundreds of years of Gadleigh glass baubles spun and sparkled from where they hung along the low, wooden-paneled ceiling. If Gadleigh Castle was, in some way, the love of my life, the treasury room was its very heart.

I crawled forward to touch the glass again, pressing down as gently as I could until I felt the button give. Sure enough, the panel in the wall slid open a few inches. A hidden room in Gadleigh Castle. Hot fucking damn.