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2021-08-31 03:02:55My water was cold by the time we realized we’d better get me dressed and down to dinner before someone came looking for me. I shivered through my bath like a trooper and dressed as quickly as possible. It was of the utmost importance to keep Isabelle’s presence a secret. Elizabeth proved a valuable ally in this cause. Her admiration and reverence for Rosalie spilled onto Isabelle. There was nothing the lady’s maid wouldn’t do to guarantee my friend’s safety. Although grateful, I couldn’t help being a little jealous. I got the impression that if it came to a choice between saving Isabelle or me, I’d lose.
With Isabelle tucked safely away under the watchful eye of Elizabeth, I went about my daily routine as Lady Margaret while I furthered my discoveries of the type of person she was. I learned that she’d been born into a magical family. When I learned her parents were kin to the faeries, b
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I don’t know how long I was in that cart or to where we traveled because we either went over an enormous rut and I hit my head and passed out, or someone hit my head for me. Whatever the means, I was unconscious for a while. When I awoke the sac was off my head, my arms were free, and I was in a large cage at the edge of the woods with six other battle worn females. After a series of cautious questions, I learned that we were all convicted of witchcraft and were to be hanged at dawn.I experienced a whirlwind of emotions.I feared for my life.I feared for Isabelle’s life.I longed to have Duncan come rescue me.I missed Duncan.I hated Duncan.I regretted meeting Duncan.I regretted falling in love with Duncan.I still loved Duncan, even though he was a shit who hooked up with me because Margaret was no longer available.I regretted trying to save him.
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I found it humorous and fitting that I spent my evening in my room dining on oxtail soup; although it was far tastier and more robust than anything the cook at the inn provided. We always got the broth that was left over after she’d ladled the thick chunks of meat and vegetables to the paying guest. The occasional chunk of meat and vegetable were far and few between. The bread the estate’s bakery produced was light and crusty and the sweet butter couldn’t be compared with. It struck me for the first time that I’d been eating organic the entire time I was there. Even my watered down oxtail soup and crusty stale bread at the inn had been free of preservatives. Between the clean food, fresh air, and enforced exercise, I had to admit I felt better. I wondered if the benefits of this lifestyle on my body would teleport with me into the future or if I’d return to the Jane I was prior to my little adventure.I’d decided to
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I’d been awake for hours before Elizabeth entered my room with hot chocolate and warm sweet buns. I had to admit that there were some things about my time there that I’d miss. Their hot chocolate was chocolate mixed with water instead of milk. It had a bitter base and was sweetened with an oversized dollop of whipped sweet cream and their warm sweet buns would rival any bakery in Manhattan.I felt good. This was the day I was going home. Bye-bye eighteenth century, hello twenty-first century. I felt excited, yet relaxed. Since I was never one to eat in bed, after a long cat-like stretch, I climbed out of bed and padded over to the small table Elizabeth set my breakfast tray on.“Today is the day I return,” I managed between alternating mouthfuls of sweet bun and hot chocolate.“Yes, m’ lady,” she replied hesitantly.I questioned Elizabeth about her hesitancy and, once again, she
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The sun was setting.Elizabeth and I sat huddled together in one of the oh-so-familiar cages they placed their witch trial victims in to await hanging. It was dark when Vivian captured me the first time and tossed me into the confines of death. I’d had little opportunity to really inspect the cell’s composition and structure.This one appeared pretty much like the other. The bars were made of iron and spaced eight to ten inches apart. It was fortunate that none of the captive’s height exceeded six feet or they wouldn’t have been able to stand upright. The cage was slightly more crowded than my previous prison, making it difficult to tolerate the stench of dirt and sweat that was inevitable on such poor mistreated creatures as we.The one difference I noted in the construction of the iron cell block was a major one and probably sealed our fate. Elizabeth managed to rescue me by slicing through the leather hinges on
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I awoke to the savory aroma of venison roasting over an open fire pit. An elderly woman stood diligently rotating the spit with a slow steady arm. My stomach roared in response to the savory aroma that filled the night air.I sat up with a start when I realized it was night. I’d slept the day away and had no clue where I was. I also didn’t see Duncan or Elizabeth. Panic threatened to overtake me until I finally laid eyes on Anna walking toward me with a smile and a mug of frothy grog.Relieved that I was free and more than likely in her coven’s camp, I accepted the grog gratefully. It was sweet with a bit of bitterness and a mild bite as it slid down my throat. I reminded myself to pace my drinking since my stomach walls were suctioned to each other from the hours of enforced fasting. The grog could easily get the better of me.A warm soothing sensation filled my being by the time I’d drank
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After a tasty and hearty breakfast, I joined Lady Helen in the forest for some private instructions on how to be Lady Margaret, as well as to give her an idea of my magical powers and wisdom. She was more than a little surprised to discover how limited my knowledge was in comparison to my potential. I did my best to explain what life in the twenty-first century was like and how the magical arts became an underground fad over the centuries; only to start resurfacing as acceptable a few years ago. Even with the resurfacing, the acceptance was still not widespread, but at least no one was hanged or jailed for practicing it.My tutor was overcome with emotions as she embraced the concept of being able to perform magic and worship in the open without being hanged and not exercising that right. It was something she just couldn’t fathom. The thought of people taking for granted the gifts of the gods and goddesses was almost as distressing as being hange
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The star filled night reminded me of a quilt my friend Linda kept over her bed. Its deep navy background created the perfect palate for the brilliant white and gold stars that were too many to count. Linda’s quilt didn’t twinkle with life like the night sky did, but that was the only difference. Whoever crafted that quilt did a fine job of capturing the essence of a starry night.As we approached the circle, the apprehension I’d been nursing about the ruse Helen and I were playing rose within me. This was not any ordinary group of people. This was a group of people who had magical abilities. Grant it some had stronger abilities than others, but they all had them to some level. I had no desire to anger any of them and find out who knew what.Lady Helen seemed oblivious to the risks we were taking as she walked boldly into the center of the circle. Or perhaps she just didn’t care. She held her hands up in the air and silence swep
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My conversation with Elizabeth proved enlightening and fascinating. She admitted to me that she loved a vampire named Patrick. She was actually discussing becoming a vampire as well, but agreed to wait a few more years so that she and Patrick would be more compatible in age when it happened. It seemed Patrick was much older than she when he was turned and felt self-conscious about the age difference their bodies displayed. That, in itself, I found fascinating. Unfortunately, she told me, just like there are good and bad people, there are good and bad vampires. This was something I knew firsthand. It seemed Patrick was on the side of right when he came up against wrong and he didn’t survive. Since no one was aware of their relationship or the fact that Patrick was a vampire, Elizabeth was forced to mourn in silence. Our conversation was her first opportunity to speak her pain.I held her close while she wept for her lost lo
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Isabelle stood next to me while we watched Lady Helen enter the tent and then flee back out of it shouting for help. Duncan cradled my limp body in his arms and rocked me back and forth. He was clearly at a loss of what to do.Rosalie rushed into the tent with Lady Helen close at her heels. She inspected my eyes and my breathing and announced I was still alive, but just barely. She rambled in outraged Spanish and Isabelle translated it to me. Apparently she was repremanding my almost dead body for being foolish enough to donate blood when the miscarriage took more than it should to begin with. She claimed I had barely enough blood flowing in my veins to support me after such an ordeal, let alone revive a vampire. I’m pretty sure she called me stupid, although Isabelle woundn’t own up to it if she did.I listened while they debated what to do. I was so close to death that if Duncan revived me with his blood the
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I held tight while her dragon carried us swiftly back to her encampment. During the flight, she filled me in on what happened during my absence.Duncan went into a rage, declaring his regrets about allowing us to convince him to let me go into the cave in his stead. This information was of no surprise to me. Even so, I was sorry to hear it.Lady Margaret was brought before the coven and her powers were bound. She was then handed over to the Earl of Winter Spring to do with as he will. The fact that she’d tried to kill his only heir and caused him to become vampire didn’t sit well with the earl. Although it was a crime punishable by death, he sent her to the dungeon instead. A kind man by nature, he couldn’t bring himself to hang the girl he’d accepted as his ward and helped raise.I’d lost track of the time and learned they’d been looking for me for the better part of a month. Rosalie actually complemen
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It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop on the grass twenty feet below. I was sure of it. This type of silence was abnormal and concerned me. I’d been locked in my room since Rufus discovered me at the cave, with only the information Elizabeth was able to share with me to tell me what was happening in the outside world. She’d yet to come to my room, so I waited impatiently.She was late.It was near noon before a strange serving woman brought my food to me. Since I was ravenous from not eating since the night before, combined with being pregnant with vampire child, I dove into my fare with very little thought as to why Elizabeth still hadn’t come to my room or why this strange serving woman was bringing me food.I failed to monitor my food intake and was soon feeling ill from gorging myself with a trencher made of fresh, crusty bread that was filled with perfectly seasoned mutton stew. I’d left nothing behi
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I was angry.I was angry at Duncan because he hadn’t mated with me vampire style to assure I’d be considered his.I was angry at Rufus because he had mated with me so many times since he’d brought me from the cave to his estate that I’d lost count.I was angry with Elizabeth because she wandered in and out of the room to tend to my needs, yet didn’t believe she could help me escape.I was angry with Rosalie for not being strong enough to battle and win against a dozen vampire witches by remote.I was angry with Isabelle for dying.I was angry with myself for stupidly being the catalyst for all of this by going back in time.In short, I was just angry.On top of that, my entire body ached.I was never as grateful to have Duncan’s vampire blood in me as I was when Rufus bedded me with such fury that I wondered if I’d survive. I’m sure, my body having only re
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I did my best to hide my nervousness as I walked into the mouth of the cave that felt more like the lion’s den. Elizabeth saw to it that I was dressed from head to toe in Margaret’s wardrobe. Her feet were slightly smaller than mine and the shoes pinched, but Rosalie was adamant that every article of clothing on my body have the vibration of the high priestess only. Vampires could smell and hear so much better than people. They had a sense of simply knowing that astounded the witches. Even with the precautions we were taking, there was still a good possibility one of them might discover the ruse for what it was.Capturing Lady Margaret was a relatively simple task. Duncan’s father simply sent her a request to meet in the family’s private library. Not realizing he was aware of her true nature, she walked right into the trap. Elizabeth confided that she worried what might happen, should Lady Margaret be exonerated by the coven, bu
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I was blissfully displaying my gorgeous engagement ring to anyone with a pair of eyes willing to admire it when Isabelle finally raised the question of what to do about both Lady Margaret and Lord Rufus.According to vampire law, Lord Rufus was first to impregnate me and therefore was my official husband. Since it was rare for a vampire to find a mortal he or she wanted to mate with, this was a law that was supported and held sacred by every vampire on the planet. Every vampire except Duncan, that is. Duncan stayed away from other vampires as much as possible while integrating with mortals on a daily basis in an attempt to lessen his vampirism. Even so, just because he seldom associated with them, it was still necessary to abide by the laws put forth for vampires; which was why he’d agonized so heavily over what to do about me. My only saving grace was the fact that I’d aborted the child before Rufus learned of his actual success. He only had his
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Duncan resembled a waxed doll when they laid him on the cot in the back of Rosalie’s enormous tent. I searched for signs of life. His chest showed signs of shallow breaths being taken. Shallow breaths meant he still had life. I’d take that for now.He needed to feed immediately and it had to be human blood. Knowing how he felt about drinking the blood of humans, I asked if there was another way to save him. There wasn’t.This was my fault. If I hadn’t come back into the past, Duncan would be safe in the future, as would Isabelle. My foolish, thoughtless actions caused the death of a dear friend, and possibly the death of the one true love of my life. It didn’t matter that he was no longer in love with me. Through him, I’d experienced a love I never thought possible and I would always remember that.I took a deep breath and looked around. Rosalie had put the word out f
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