Moon Chapel

The lonely grandeur of Greytowers castle, the hatred of her supposed relatives, the madwoman wandering amid the gravestones—all: this was Elizabeth Gifford's inheritance—should she prove the granddaughter of wealthy old Sir Richard. But the tyrannical Sir Richard had not yet chosen an heir. He played with his relatives as a cat would play with a mouse before devouring it. And then again, he had no answer to the question: Just who was in Elizabeth Gifford? Because there were two of them...