Chapter 7

My fingers clenched my sleeve, my knuckles turning white.

"General Grant, you're drunk. I have no idea what you're talking about," I said.

"I'm not drunk," William said. "In my previous life, I died out on the northern frontier, holding your emerald pendant.

"My final thought before I died was that if I got another chance, I'd take you away with me. Now, heaven has given me that chance.

"Charlotte, come with me."

"What?" I stared at him, eyes wide, barely able to believe it.

"Are you crazy?" My voice shot up before I could stop myself. "I'm the queen,…