184 - The Other Side Of The Castle
Zezi woke up after three days.
The memories of what had happened the past few days flooded her mind and she, once again, cascaded into the feeling of regret.
“My babies!” She had declared in worry before Gwen assured her that her babies were alright.
Zezi observed that she was no longer in the room she had been moved to after they had taken her out of the dungeon but now, she was in Valerick’s chambers. However, he was nowhere to be found.
She was worried about him, something in their bond made it feel like something terrible was about to happen.
“You can't start moving around like that, Your Majesty. The doctor stated that you needed a lot of rest.” Gwen said, throwing her arms around her to restrain her “strenuous” movement.
She was back on the bed with different questions about what had happened in the Castle while she had been unconscious.
From Gwen’s report, Zezi gathered that everyone was alright and there had been no new attacks. George was doing a little better, although Ka’ik was still in charge. The allegations against her hadn't changed much and Valerick was taking drastic steps to handle the situation between them so he wouldn't hurt her and their “bats” again.
“What?” Zezi sat up in her bed, hoping that she had misheard what Gwen had said.
“He summoned Lord Rosil, My Queen. I heard that the King had gotten his heart frozen. It has never happened before. No one has ever gotten rid of a fated bond before.”
Zezi’s hand crawled up to her chest, her breath coming out in rough pants.
So that was why the bond felt heavy.
Tears welled up in her eyes and Gwen’s desperate cry for her to remain stable blended into the background of her mind.
She suddenly couldn't hear her.
Her hand went over her bump, and she shook her head.
Now, more than ever, she had to be strong or Laura would win. The only person that would have redirected the King with her wise counsel would have been Delice, but she was missing and from what Gwen had said, the Princess was selling the story that Delice was certainly part of the Revolution against him.
One of the ring leaders of the dens.
She was doing that to sway him from searching for her, which meant that Delice was definitely in her captivity.
There was nothing more painful than to know of a coming doom and be totally helpless against it.
“Bring me some writing materials, Gwen.”
“Milady?”
“Make it quick.”
“Yes, My Queen.”
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The door to the room flung open and Delice smiled immediately getting into her role-play.
“My Medallion. How have you been? Tell me all about today. Mummy wants to hear.”
Laura smiled before her smile vanished the next second.
“We will make this real.”
The next thing Delice knew, some guards came into the room, undid her chains, and dragged her to the Meeting Ground.
The trusted ones were there to witness whosoever was going to happen tonight, Oliver being one of those trusted ones.
The Volakys were nowhere in sight but Delice knew they had already been created.
She was panicking.
What was Laura about to do to her now? Didn't she act it out well? Had Laura done something to her daughter?
“I’m sorry, Delice,” Laura said when the guards forced Delice to her knees at the altar.
“What have I done? I will do better. Tell me my crimes and I will amend them! Please!”
“It is all about to be perfect. You will be my Mummy, truly.”
Delice turned to the ball of massive smoke some distance away from her.
“She needs a body. The spell said your vessel is a perfect match. Don't fight it, it will be painless.”
Delice’s eyes bulged in fear.
Laura was going to kill her so that her mother would use her body.
“You are crazy!” Delice fought against the guards but before she could get any further, magic brought her back to her knees and paralyzed her.
“This is what we have always wanted. The ambush is tomorrow but my mother needs a body. My two mothers will become one, you are fulfilling your part in attaining this great mission. Your sacrifice will never be forgotten. I love you, Delice.” Laura said as she circled Delice and sprinkled the liquid from a golden goblet on her body.
Then she chained her wrist and her ankles on the floor, where an image had been drawn with blood.
Delice couldn't scream, she couldn't move but in her heart, she wept and cursed the day she met Laura. She was saddened about leaving her daughter, saddened about many things.
The tears rolled down her cheeks and Laura wiped them away.
“I am so sorry, Mummy.” She said then proceeded to wipe her own tears. “This must be done. I will never forget you, my good friend. My mummy.”
I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER!
She wanted to tell but she couldn't.
Laura stepped back and started chanting her spells, while her mother joined in. Her voice commanded more power than her daughter’s own.
Delice could feel the cold daggers of death try to yank her soul away. All they needed was for her to die and for Laura’s mother to be an immediate replacement.
Agony began for Delice, silent agony.
Suddenly, Laura stopped and silence took over the hall, as the available members of the White Circle turned to look at one another.
“Someone is betraying us.” The Mother declared.
Chaos.
They started talking over one another.
“That is impossible.”
“That can't be.”
“Riza tried and she is dead—”
“Many more too.”
“Find her before he does.” The Mother’s voice thundered and they fell into silence at once. “Kill her!”
“Yes, Mother.”
But Laura had gotten to the upper part of the Castle too late and before she found Zezi, Valerick found her first with a letter in his hand containing words written in blood.
No.
That shouldn't be possible.
That shouldn't.
“Zezi is dead.”
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