CHAPTER 38: GET ME A SACRIFICE!

Lady Donyale's POV

"My lady, the prisoners have escaped!" One of the imbecile guards alarmed me. "WHAT?" I asked trudging to their usual holding cells. "They were here, but it looks like they had been digging that hole for some time. Someone must have helped them knock down the rest! There's no way we wouldn't have caught it!" The imbecile explained.

My hands were around his neck and his body a heap of ash by the time I finished strangling him. I needed a blood sacrifice that would please my worshiper. An elder would have elevated my power beyond this world as it always has.

"WHERE IS THE ELDER AND MY BLACKSMITH?" I shouted in anger. "Auntie, surely you have traitors amongst us. I say we sacrifice them!" Beatrice offered. "Don't be an idiot! If I knew who the betrayers were they would be dead already? GET ME A SACRIFICE AND FIND THOSE IDIOTS!" I ordered her.

My anger rose by the second when a solution was not brought before me. The rage I felt barreled through the walls of the for