|| Part Sixty-Seven || Part Sixty-Nine || Part Sixty-Eight Twilight was lingering over the mountains, casting long and dark shadows across the grounds of the North Castle. This made the approach easier for Osmond, Fado, and Huron. The trio tiptoed their way along the water’s edge and found themselves directly underneath the stone bridge that led to the main landing. “Where’s this entrance?” Huron asked in a whisper. “There’re supposedly three windows, one in each cardinal direction. We’ll have to…