Chapter Sixty-Four

Shawn

My plans were all coming together and I loved it. Finally neither my stupid father or stupid James can ruin my meticulously detailed and precise plans. I looked around the hall; my eyes clashing with my father’s former subjects eyes, and they were hardly pressed but that has never been my problem.

After tonight, I will get these things. Rosalind, The power, and James would be terribly tortured as he sees me touch Rosalind in was he could have only imagined.

So this is how victory tastes like.

I smirked and turned away from the alter, pulling my new bride who was as stiff as a rock while she cried for her James who was held down by guards while I reveled in the anger of the people around me as I walked out but the familiar voice of my dear little witch stopped me in my steps.

“I hope you don’t think it’s that easy, do you?” Her voice fell over my body like a bucket of ice, chilling me to my very bone marrow. The hairs on my neck stood in alert, and I hated that just a senten