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From Bone: Quest for the Spark Book One
There's nothing worse than starting a day off with the gitchy feeling, Gran'ma Ben thought, throwing back the covers and pulling on her robe against the chill that filled her bedroom. It was an omen of bad things to come. She could spend the whole day just waiting for something to happen, and it always did. The gitchy feeling was never wrong.
And this time, Gran'ma didn't have long to wait.
She stood in front of the window in the royal castle, the damp wind tousling her white hair, and took note of the heavy sky. That was when she heard the scream, high pitched and filled with fear.
Gran'ma Ben tore from her room out into the castle hallway, eyes squinting through the early morning dimness as she searched for the source of such a horrible sound. The scream came again, and she found herself growing afraid as she ran toward it, for the scream was coming from the royal bedchamber.
From Queen Thorn's room.