Novel & Cerita Sister's Fate

The cottage had become impossibly quiet that I could hear only the fire. "And the other boy?" I asked. Elder Mira nodded slowly. "The Queen feared history would repeat itself, so she dispatched several trusted witches to find the second mother. But they arrived too late." She closed her eyes briefly. "They found their sister dead. Her heart had also been removed." My mother inhaled sharply. "Beside her, the head of her husband. They had likely died together, and the child had vanished. The sisters followed every trail they could, and eventually reached a nearby village."

That was the social climb she had sought, even if it meant burning me alive, the 'perfect man' she had convinced herself she needed. "Let's get her into isolation and call in another doctor," I said to the nurse, my voice betraying none of my turmoil. However, then, Silvia clutched at my wrist, her once immaculate nails then broken and bare. "No, you're my sister. You have to cure me!" I let out a harsh laugh and shook off her grip. "And who do you think you are?" "I'm your sister! You have to save me! I don't trust anyone else!" Her eyes were wild, almost monstrous.

It was a wig. “H-How long?” Her lips twitched. “Years.” I closed my eyes. “Does he know?” Tears slipped down her cheeks. “Yes.” “You were just going to—“ “Don’t get on your high horse,” she seethed. Her eyes going hazy. “My sister… My sister would have taken him… She promised if I never found you… She lives in California. Invite her to my funeral if I get one…” Her voice started to fade. Her grip started to falter.

"What did you say?" "Your sister didn't die twenty-five years ago like you were told. She ran away with Charles Winters. She became Luna Seraphina Winters." "That's impossible," Ingrid whispered, though deep down, she knew it wasn't. Her sister Seraphina had disappeared, supposedly dead in a rogue attack. But there had never been a body... A massive boom shook the entire fortress before Lyra could say more. Dust fell from the ceiling, and shouts of fear echoed through the halls.

She quickly did as was told, though I could tell just how anxious she was. “Alpha, I'm sure you know who she is.” “Yes. I recognize her as Clair's friend. Though I don't remember interrogating her for Clair's disappearance when I interrogated the other maids.” "I'm sorry I wasn't around when this happened, Alpha. That day I fell such after the death of my sister.'” “The death of your sister?” I asked, confusedly. “You must not know this, but her sister was the recent maid who was sentenced to death by Luna, unfortunately.”

Lizzy suddenly broke down crying and Uncle Luther looked away. “I’m so sorry nephew but… the Luna, the Luna is dead. They killed her.” I was stunned for a second. Not moving, not even breathing as all the blood drained from my face. “What?” I asked suddenly feeling faint. Uncle Luther looked regretful and Lizzy was sobbing loudly. “Those brutes killed my sister James.” She cried. “And it’s all my fault. Maybe if I held her tighter, stopped her from blocking the knife, then maybe she’d still be hear with us.”

I could see that Brian was as shocked as me to know that we were not just twins but that we had a sister. “The day of the attack, they took your sister out of her crib to get your mother out of the house. She fought them as much as she could, but they took your sister into the woods hoping your mother would follow. She did, but they killed your sister before she could save her.” Tears started to flow over her cheeks. “It was then that they killed your mother, knowing that her spirit was broken”. She was now a crying mess. I and Brian as one then stood up and sat on the floor before her, each taking a hand. She just looks at us through her tears, trying to give us a small smile. She retraces

Clarice bit her lip, not knowing how to respond to the Queen’s statement! She was in agony that her godfather and brothers would soon be thrown into the Endless Abyss. The brothers cast sorrowful glances at each other. It seemed like they had no chance of living even after their little sister pleaded for them. Natalie did not waste any more time talking nonsense.

One woman was crying so hard, they were almost like screams as she rocked back and forth on her knees, with another woman sat beside her, her arms wrapped around the crying woman as she tried to console her. Nora put her hand on my shoulder. “That lady… her sister died last night, it was only the two of them. Their parents died some time ago.” My eyes went blurry with unshed tears, my stomach felt queasy and my legs wobbled. “How did she die? And what of the others they’re burying?” I whispered out in shock. “Some of them from old age, some of them from starvation. The sister died from a fever, but she was already so skinny and withdrawn, there was no way she’d be able to fight it”

I will never forget how my life changed after my sister left. At the start, they kept me from school before sending me to work at a construction site. When I came back, they made me eat scraps meant for the dog at the doorstep. I cried as I ate, feeling nothing but grievance in my heart. "Does it hurt?” Mom had taunted. “But did you suffer as much as your sister did? She was burned alive in that fire! She was only 19, and in the prime of her life!" Dad was standing beside her, equally furious. "Scott, if you hadn’t insisted on going out to buy figurines, your sister wouldn’t have died. I wish it was you who had died back then!"