Chapter 59 - Rachel's Rain

"We are allies. What do you tend to gain from this that you have done? Is someone using you?" Queen Teresa asked Martha. She was very worried about her. She felt pity for her everytime she remembered their past together.

"My Lady, I don't know anything about what is happening to the King" she rushed to hold the gate of the cell. She put her hand through to touch Queen Teresa.

"But you do give Michael some substance to rub on his body when meeting the king?" she asked.

"Michael was lying. It is true that I lived in his chamber but that was not because of anything other than that I want to feel protected. He always avoid me and I do not care. There is this maid that he makes love to. I think the girl hates me. She must have planned everything" she cried like a helpless baby.

Queen Teresa was thrown into confusion. She started to reason about what she was saying. It was possible that Julia rubbed the potion on Michael and disguised like her.

"Michael will never let me come close to her not to talk of rubbing some substance on him" she continued crying

"You mean Julia must have planned all this just to implicate you because she thought you are interested in Michael?" Queen Teresa implored.

Martha nodded vigorously. She had become weakened by her sobs.

"But that was too much just to have Michael to herself" Queen Teresa thought out loud. That was very hard to believe.

She presumed Julia wouldn't do something that would implicite Michael if that was her motive.

"But she has already implicated Michael" Queen Teresa mind was in chaos. She didn't know what to think.

She noticed that Martha had stopped crying. She stared into her face and she was surprised to see her laughing at her.

"Teresa!" she called her stylishly with a man's voice. "The table is turning. Everything will change very soon. I will be above and you will be below" she laughed hysterically with the broken voice of a man.

"Martha?" Queen Teresa thought her ears were playing tricks on her.

"I am not your Martha, woman" she said in the man's voice again.

"Who the hell are you?" she threatened her.

"I am the one you have known since a long time ago, little witch" Martha laughed sarcastically.

"I am not a witch" she fired back at him.

"You will always be a witch. Don't you recognize me yet?" she asked flashing her eyebrows.

"Yes. Your voice sounds familiar" Queen Teresa paid attention to her weird laughter. "I don't even want to know who you are. Why do you want to kill the king?" she asked sternly.

"Why is that hard for you to know, Teresa? You were smarter, what happened to that. Henry has spared you some dumbness?" she gnatched her teeth in disappointment.

"Answer me when I asked you a question?" Queen Teresa said fiercely.

"Is that meant to scare me? Tightening your voice. You are just going to get a sore throat" she laughed again. "I want to kill the King because I want to rule the Kingdom of Darnley" she waved at her.

"If you are conversant with the kingdom. You would have known that only an Alpha bloodline could sit on that throne" she implied.

"Why don't you let me worry about that by myself" she protested.

"And you don't look or sound like an Alpha bloodline to me. Just another lowlife with some little tricks" she berated her.

"I am a sorcerer, a powerful one at that. I don't do little tricks. I make big things happen" she retorted boastfully.

"You have met your doom, whoever you think you are. The King will recover and order your death and you will be forgotten immediately" Queen Teresa wanted her to be bitter.

"I am waiting in here for only one reason. To take my position when your king falls because he is not going recover and you, with everyone supporting him will have to beg for their lives" she seemed to be spilling what she was dreaming in her heart

"All those that wanted that were now done on the face of the earth. You are joining them soon" she slammed the gate and turned away from her.

"Teresa, if you have remembered who I am. You will definitely be on your knees by now" Martha whistled to mock her.

"Of course, I know who you are. You are Quentin, the evil sorcerer" she replied her without turning back. She walked out of the dungeon.

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"I called you" Rachel answered Wookah. She forced herself to stand up. She walked over to the box from which Wookah was.

"And why have you called me, old woman?" Wookah mocked her.

"I called you for only one reason and that is to kill you" Rachel was trying to threaten it but she was very weak and that failed her.

Julia watched both of them as they kept exchanging words. She was clueless on what to do.

"And can you do that, old woman?" Wookah asked laughing at her.

"Let wait and see" Rachel rubbed her palms against each other while mumbling inaudibly, the same way she did when she summoned it.

She placed both her palms on Wookah. Wookah made a strange noise in agony. It shook vigorously but it became calm after some minutes.

"Is that all you got, Rachel?" Wookah called her by name.

Rachel was astonished. She stared at Wookah in amazement.

"Don't be surprised Rachel. I use to dream about what is going to happen in the next day every night. I am very pleased to tell you I killed you in my dream last night and it was lots of fun" Wookah protruded its tongue and licked the outer parts of its mouth.

It jumped down from the box. It made some wriggling movement and used its tail to pull Rachel's leg.

Rachel fell flat on her back. Julia rushed to her to help her up. Wookah went to a corner and watched them from there.

"What a pathetic set of beautiful women. Though I like women a lot and that is one of the reason why I am neither a snake not a man right now but that won't stop me from having a lot of fun from killing you both" Wookah kept making funny movement to tease them.

"Mother,we should just put it back in the box. How can we do that?" she assisted Rachel to a seat.

"I can hear you,smaller woman. You should rather use 'him' not it. That's easy to understand, right?" Wookah winked.

"That is not the next thing to do. The next thing is the death of this bastard" Rachel threatened despite being weak.

"I told you this is going to be a lot of fun" Wookah jumped into mid air and landed on Rachel chest pushing her to the ground again.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know you will fall like that, woman" Wookah shook its head with its eyes closed.

"We can not continue like this. This thing is going to kill you" Julia scolded her while trying to help her up again.

"Oh! The little girl doesn't want to lose her mother. I feel for you, my daughter" Wookah seemed to be enjoying as he earlier claimed.

"Just help me on my feet. This one I
is nothing compared to those that I have killed and destroyed in the past. I will end its life right now" Rachel might keep boasting like this till she would meet her death.

Julia decided she had to do something. She quickly went to the box. She would destroy it. That should end Wookah's life. She grabbed it and threw it in the fireplace.

Wookah looked at her and shook its head. It later burst into laughter.

Julia was confused. She started feeling heat all over her body. Suddenly, her dress caught fire. That was not ordinary. She was nowhere near the fire.

"Rachel, help. I am burning" she turned around and found her like she had went into a trance. Her hands were spread to both sides away from her body, raising her chin up.

"You are on fire" Wookah danced around.

Julia was burning bit by bit. There was nothing else she could do. She was going to burn to death.

Just then, raindrops started hitting her body. She looked up to confirm if she was under a roof. The rain kept pouring on her until the fire was quenched.

Rachel fell down. She was drained once again. She seemed unconscious.

Julia rushed to her side. She lifted up her head.

"I did it" Rachel smiled. She pointed at Wookah.

Wookah was burning and it was running around. The box was also burning in the fireplace.

"I never knew a witch could do all these" Julia sighed and smiled.

"There is only one witch here and that is you. You are born with it. Anyone can be a sorcerer and that is what I learnt" she gasped.

"You are a sorcerer?" Julia was surprised.

"A weak one as you can see" she smiled.