Chapter 14: Rules and Regulations
As soon as Waverly entered her room, she threw her bag on the ground and sat at the couch cross-legged; the box of jewels still on the coffee table. She leaned forward and reached for the box, holding it in her lap. Even after having it in her room for almost a week, she still couldn’t grasp the delicate detailing of the carvings on the exterior.
Becoming more entrenched in the history of Trinity Mountains and the Crimson Shadow’s, Waverly began to wonder about the story behind the box and how many hands it had passed through before reaching her own. She glided her hands across the surface, appreciating both the artistry and memories that must’ve been attached to it, and then she opened the lid.