“Why would you make such a ridiculous deal?” Hellebore asked as I closed the door. How long had she been here? I sighed, “You’re spying on me now?” I retorted before adding, “If we pushed her right now, she would reject us both, and I haven’t exactly made the best impression on her, mother.” “You can say that again?” she sneered as she gestured to me, “Still haven’t got the witch to undo her spell, I see.” She stated as she watched me use the crutches to return to the bed. “No… I’m using these for fun.” I lifted the crutches as she frowned at my sarcasm. “You can’t even get a witch to do your bidding, how are you supposed to control demons?” She shook her head, disappointed. "Maybe I should've picked Rook." “I told you once and a hundred times before. I don’t want to be King never have. It’s you who wants me in a place of power so you can make me into a puppet king.” I bit out angrily. Her face reddened with anger as she walked towards me and grabbed my chin hard; long nails digg

It had been four months since Samuel and Sin had made their arrangement. I had also worked with Abigail to control my magic and was improving faster than we had hoped. I still felt like everyone was keeping things from me. Especially the guys, the more I was with them, the more I noticed similarities in their appearance and mannerisms. Samuel still refused to take off his stupid hat. My relationship with the two men seemed to be getting more entangled. The more I spent time with them, the more I was drawn to them, If I were asked to choose between the two, I don’t think I’d be able to. Sin was impulsive, kind, flirty, and I found him easy to talk to and the chemistry was natural, with Samuel we had long conversations about different things, he was smart and a little awkward, which I thought was adorable; Although I noticed that he sometimes had an impulsive side that reminded me a lot of Sin. I loved spending time with both of them; I have gotten myself in a mess that I don’t know h

I had gone to check the cave to see if Abigail had gone there, but it was empty; I had checked the surrounding paths as well, but came up empty-handed. Feeling defeated, I returned to the cottage to see if Samuel had any luck; he had gone into town to talk to the Pastor and check the village to see if Abigail got held up there. I had just finished lighting the fire in the hearth when Abigail entered, looking a little frazzled. “I was looking everywhere for you.” I accused as I walked up to her, taking her basket and setting it on the table. “Sorry dear, I got stuck in the village longer than I had expected. An illness has broken out, and I had to make a house visit to the Benham’s place. Their children are ill." “That’s awful, are they going to be, ok?” "I am not sure." She sighed as she sat down at the table. " Last winter took a toll on the village, so many people struggled to find food and without proper diet illness sets in, people are struggling." I walked over to the fir

I got up off the floor and went to open the door, not surprised finding it was locked, I pushed against it but it didn’t budge, resorting to beating on the door demanding I be let out. It was oddly therapeutic to beat up a door. I did this until my fists were bloody. “Amaya dear, stop. We are not getting out of here.” Abigail spoke from her spot on the ground. "What about my abilities? Won't they work?" I asked as I tried to will my ability to work. Abigail shook her head, "No, they are working with someone who was able to ward this place against our type of magic." Even though I knew it wouldn't work, I had to try, I focused all my anger to try to get the door to shake or move or break anything, but nothing happened. "Amaya, it is no use, you are wasting your energy, dear." She repeated as she stood and walked up to me, pulling me away from the door. “You don’t get it; it doesn’t matter what we say we are dead.” I whispered as tears fell down my face, “They did horrible things t

It turned out that Abigail couldn't communicate with the goddess essence, and that she could use the goddess's abilities, and that was how she learned about the future and what had happened to magic. The essence was basically the goddess's soul, or the core of her being. They sealed her body in a tomb in the heaven plane. Sin was trying to locate it to help her get her body back. Abigail was asleep in the corner and although I tried, I could not sleep, the cold floor was uninviting and the looming threat on my life didn’t help matters. I stood and paced the room, looking around for any weak spots in the walls or door that I could use to escape. Finding nothing, I sat leaning against some empty wine barrels in the corner. “How did everything get so twisted and misplaced?” I mumbled to myself. I heard footsteps approaching and stood as the door opened and Pastor Gideon walked in with Samuel and his two guards; they went to approach Abigail, who was still asleep, and I stood in front o