A Wrong Choice

My lips whitened. “You wouldn’t. You’re bluffing!”

“I absolutely will.”

“No.” I shook my head vehemently. My voice hardening. “You’ve had me all you will. You’ll not keep me your hostage, warming your bed.”

“Funny you should say that.” He smiled. “I was just thinking on keeping you my captive.

“For just that reason.” He brushed a finger down the tip of my nose. But the threat was unmistakable.

“You’re a despicable cad.” I spat on his overcoat.

“Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.”

He turned on Udora.

“What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!”

"It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her.

Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

Six large men were summoned by the call.

Mathis nodded toward Udora. Linking his hands behind his back as though he were hapless m