ter empire, lived reclusively, her custom silver-tipped cane a
ittany, a superficial socialite, dismissed Sarah as an inconvenient "crazy o
nce, Brittany and her posse
hed, sneering at her simple appearance. After brutally knocking out Sarah
g good leg, wrenching her arm, hacking off her hair with garden shear
presented the sack to David, lying that it contained a
brutal branding iron and savagely struck the sack multiple times, ordering his
ning as her beloved son delivers the final, soul-crushing blows. How
for dead, she miraculously clung to life, the wild coyotes c
trayal forged a stee
inchester throne stood empty. Sarah, the wounded matriarch, would rise. Her silver-tipped cane, once a crutch, would become a formid