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Ava could taste their shared breath and feel the thud of their combined heartbeat. After she finally pulled away, she gave an order. "Prisoner Cynthia! Change of plans. We have to pass by the cave so that I can carry my spell book and my wand!" She ordered Luna Cynthia aka the prisoner.

Albert screamed out in pain, and Hermione cried out, Elizabeth continued to whimper, even as tears ran down her eyes. "You failed Albert. Just like you always have, and just like you always will." With that, Lancelot released Albert from his grip, and his cousin fell to the ground, gasping for air. Lancelot turned around and searched for the guards. "I want this woman and both her children thrown into the dungeon!" Hermione's eyes widened in terror as three built men approached her. She turned to Edward, in attempt to plead with him. Edward locked eyes with Lancelot, and was going to say something, but Lancelot was faster.

How did Yvonne and I fit into this? Hermione held a cigarette between her fingers and lit it like she'd done it a million times before. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, she glanced at Yvonne in the corner and said coldly, "Don't worry. As long as we have his daughter, he will do what we tell him to." I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. Boiling with anger, I blanked out for a second. This was a trap. They were waiting for me to take the bait!

I think the fuck not. So she finally decided to show her true colors. Athena was always right. I had mistaken Scarlet. She was not what she showed herself to be, afterall. My eyes fell on our new prisoner, the witch who I was sure to enjoy torturing in my own way. Her wand had been confiscated and broken so she couldn't practice any magic here. She looked at me with obvious hate before giving me a smirk. I knew she was rejoicing that my prisoner had escaped. But I could consider myself a tad bit lucky for having someone to replace her almost instantly.