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PART ONE
Splash! A cry of anguish escaped Sharon as the freezing water hit her bruised and scared body. Her body, covered in fresh bruises and scars made the pain worse. "Confess your crimes and we will end this." Beta Frank said coldly. He was standing a few feet away, but the pain in her head made his voice sound distant, almost unreal. "I am innocent. I swear." Sharon mumbled through her bleeding lips. Her mouth was so swollen she could barely get the words out. The whip descended on her again and she screamed in pain as the lash opened up more broken skin. "Please I didn't kill her! I swear! Why would I kill the mother of the man I loved? A woman I risked my life to save? If I wanted her dead won't I have left the venom to do the job? Why would I fight to save her?" She asked, the same question she had been asking since her arrest. Beta Frank came nearer, the cold look in his eyes chilled her more that the water. "The dagger was found in your bedroom under your bed. Your scent was on the hilt. Her blood is on the blade. What more do you want us to see?" Sharon's voice cracked. "The truth. I didn't kill her! I wasn't even there!" The torturer, an Omega who was was clearly enjoying his work, raised the whip but Beta Frank raised a restraining hand. He squatted down till he was at eye level with her. "Luna listen to me." He said gently. "I hate seeing you like this, I really do. Look at what has been done to your beautiful body. Please tell the truth and end it now." "I am. Beta Frank please you know me. I am a healer not a killer. Remember how I healed your grandson. I loved the Agba Luna. Why would I hurt her?" She asked tearfully. "Because she wanted to build a h proper healing center where people could get real treatment, not your forest brews and moon teas. She wanted to outlaw your herbal quackery. You knew that meant losing your influence because your fake treatments gave you power over gullible people. She was a threat to that power so you killed her! Confess and the Alpha will be merciful." He said. "No. You are wrong. I didn't even know she was going to outlaw herbal healing, and even if I did I would reason with her not stab her. I didn't do it." Sharon protested. "Please Beta you know me, know the kind of person I am." He sighed and stood up. "I have given you a chance to do this the easy way, since you won't accept it we will have to do it the hard way." Sharon's saw him signal to the Omega. Her stomach tightened in fear as he came forward, holding a small sinister looking object she didn't recognize. "This is the devil's handshake dear Luna." The Omega said with an evil smile. "Perhaps this little pleasantry will make you more inclined to talk" "No! Please! Stop! Don't! I am your Luna!" She begged. "No you are not! You are a murderer! Now confess!" Beta Frank roared. "I have nothing to confess! I swear by the Moon Goddess! I am innocent!" Sharon cried. Beta Frank gave a small signal and the Omega seized Sharons fingers. The pain was indescribably. It felt as if her soul was leaving her body. Her wolf, Hela, weakened by wolfsbane, growled in pain. Her screams echoed round the cold dark chamber but there was no mercy for her. Finally unable to take any more she passed out. ******************** Someone was stroking her face as she came to. For a minute she thought she was dead and in the Moon Realm, being attended to by the Moon Goddess' attendants. She almost smiled. Peace at last. But then the pain returned, crashing through her like a storm and her wrists were still bound. She was still alive and still in chains. She opened her eyes and was looking into the tearful, frightened face of Gaia, one of her servants. "Luna! Your poor body! Are you alright? I brought you some water." Gaia whispered, pushing a bottle to her lips. Sharon moaned. "Shh…No one knows I am here. The Omega left after you passed out. I paid a joy wolf to keep him busy." Gaia pushed the water to her broken lips. Sharon felt as if she had been given milk from the breast of the Moon Goddess herself. She drank it greedily, not minding her sore throat. "Easy Luna." Gaia said gently removing it from her lips. "I brought you some custard. I know you haven't had anything for days so I didn't want to give you anything solid." "Thank you Gaia." Sharon mumbled weakly. "How long have I been here?" "Five days." Five days! Five days of no food, water, and unending torture! No wonder she was near death. Gaia brought out a small bowl. She opened it and the smell of vanilla custard filled the dank room. Sharon's stomach rumbled. She tried to stretch her hand to take it but she couldn't. It was as if her hands were no longer there. She glanced at them and her eyes widened in horror. Her fingers were completely broken and useless, thanks to the Devil's Handshake. She was so weak she couldn't even cry out. Tears rolled down her cheeks instead. "Luna please stop crying." Gaia who was also crying said. "Eat. I made this just the way you like it." She began feeding her and after a few spoons Sharon began to feel better. The pain was still there, but not as intense and she felt stronger. "Thank you Gaia. You are an angel from Moon Goddess' herself." Sharon said gratefully. "I can never do too much for you my Luna." "I didn't kill the Alpha's mother Gaia! Please believe me!" Sharon cried. "Luna! I am the last person you should try to convince. I know you would never hurt, let alone kill anyone. Someone is framing you. I wish I could help you find the person." "Maybe you can. The murder weapon was found in my room, perhaps your wolf could sniff out who put it there." Sharon suggested. Gaia hesitated. "Oh Luna! I can't." "Please Gaia. I know you don't trust your wolf but I do. I know you can do it." "No, I mean I can't because the room has a new occupant." "Who?" Sharon asked surprised. "Who is trying to take my place so soon?" Gaia's eyes fell. "Your best friend....Mona."Now as Toby looked at his laughing daughter, he again wondered how she’d gotten up that tree. “We are the only ones at home right?” He asked Anna. “Of course, why?” “Well,” Toby said carefully, “if no one else is here, and neither of us put her on the table, then it means she climbed up herself. Maybe she also climbed the wall, and the tree. That could explain why the security wolves haven’t caught the person who put her on the tree, because they don’t exist.” “That's impossible. No child can get up that high.” “We have heard of a child that did once, remember?” “That was years ago in Hexvale. And the child was a Draeth. No ordinary child could do that.” Anna reminded him. “Maybe our darling is a Draeth.” Toby teased. “Stop it!” “I'm just joking. Don’t worry my dear, Phina is just active. And it’s a phase. Once she is older, it will pass.” Toby assured his wife. “I just hope she doesn’t kill me or herself before then.” Anna grumbled. Toby laughed. “Now you are being dramat
Toby was packing his working tools when he heard Anna’s frightened shriek. He jumped instinctively, then relaxed. From experience he guessed she was probably overreacting to something Seraphina had done. “You are trying to give me a heart attack!” He heard her anguished and exasperated voice. Now what? He thought walking towards the big room. Anna was standing beside the large oak table in the corner of the room, holding a giggling Seraphina. “What’s going on? I heard you shout.” Toby said. Anna turned the angry frown she’d been directing at Seraphina on him. “Your daughter is trying to send me to meet the Goddess, or turn me to a rouge! I came in and met her sitting in the middle of this table.” “How did she get up there?” Toby asked surprised, staring at the still smiling Seraphina. “I don’t know how she gets to these places! First, she scales the wall at the back, then last week she was perched on the lower branch of a tree! If she keeps this up, I may not live to se
Corpa listened to their news with an angry frown. “Are you saying killing this thing would invite disaster in the kingdom?” He asked finally. “Killing the child, will invite disaster upon the land.” Donton nodded. “Are you sure you are not misinterpreting that scroll?” Nessa scoffed. “ It might even be a fake. There is no way the Goddess would want such an ugly thing kept alive.” “The scroll is definitely not fake.” The Library Master said, annoyed by her insolence. “It is highly sacred, and the interpretation is clear. Kill the child and see disaster upon our land.” “So it means that monster is going to be to perpetual torment me?” Copra asked gnashing his teeth. “Don’t worry sire, if that scroll is correct, then the thing can be killed after it’s first birthday.” Nessa assured him. “If the eyes of the Goddess are on the boy, it will be best not to take his life, especially since he hasn’t done anything wrong.” Donton said quietly. Nessa laughed derisively. “It being
For days, Donton locked himself in the library, reading book after book, scroll after scroll, searching for any record of the prince’s ailment. The Master of the Library, whom he had confided in, joined the search. But a week passed with no answers. “Nothing,” the Master said at last, slamming a book shut in frustration. “I have searched every scroll in this library. This has never been seen in the history of our kingdom.” Donton exhaled heavily. He had barely slept, leaving the library only twice, for Queen Boda’s funeral and to welcome Corpa’s new bride. “I fear you are right,” he said. “This case is unique. But we must find something. The child’s life depends on it.” “Perhaps the king should let him die,” the Master said quietly. “It would be a mercy afterall, given his condition." “The child’s life has barely begun,” Donton replied sharply. “Only the Goddess decides when it ends.” “But—” “Until she does, we must keep him alive,” Donton said, cutting him off. The Master inc
“Of course not! Why would you say such a thing?” Donton asked.“Because it’s true. My father hates me. He would give anything to see my head on a pike. If he dosen’t put it there, then Tok certainly would, when he becomes king.”“No one is executing you. Not while I live.” Donton promised. “And what makes you think you won’t be king when the time comes.”Roydo laughed gently. “I sometimes dream of being king. I have a lot of ideas I would implement to make people’s lives better, but my father has made sure it would never happen. If Tok can’t be, then father would rather see it go to a stranger.”“You can be king. Nothing is impossible.”“With me it is.” He sighed sadly. “Sometimes I wonder why the Goddess choose to let me be born at all if I was going to be abnormal. Won’t it have been better if I hadn’t been born? Perhaps you should have just let my father starve me to death when I was a baby.”Donton’s heart twisted hearing his words. Memories of six years ago came flooding back.S
The anger and hatred in Corpa’s eyes unsettled even Donton. Roydo shrank back, trembling. “I said get out!” Corpa roared. “Your Majesty—” Donton began. “Go! Now! Before I have you thrown into the dungeon, you ugly freak!” Corpa shouted. Roydo flinched and hurried from the chamber. Corpa dropped heavily into his seat, breathing hard, his eyes still murderous. Donton waited until the king’s breathing had steadied, before speaking quietly. “He is your blood, your Majesty. No amount of anger can change that.” “That monster is not my son.” “You know as well as I do that he is. Queen Boda was the purest of women. She did not betray you.” “She must have,” Corpa snarled. “How else could such an aberration be born?” “He bears the royal mark,” Donton said evenly. “He is yours.” As always, the mention of, the Mark, made Corpa grind his teeth and fall into a sulking silence. The mark, a small black star at the nape of the neck, had been borne by every royal of the Zombie K







