Chapter 5

After Emily left to get the herbs, Isabelle left the room where was and returned to the first, where Emily son had been laying. 

She stood and stared pathetically at the boy, placing her hand on his head. 

She knew he meant a lot to Emily and prayed he gets better soon. 

She left him and sat on the old wooden chair in the room, taking a deep breath as she rested her back. Finally...

She touched her leg and confirmed it felt better. Better than before. 

As she leaned her head backwards, she closed her eyes and almost drowse.

The sleep was tempting, but she tried not to. And suddenly, she thought of her sister.

She recalled all they had been through together and concluded life had not been really fair on them. 

Tabitha and Isabelle grew up with just their father, who treated them like slaves. Their mother - who was also a confessor -  died during Isabelle's delivery and Isabelle figured that was prolly the reason their father hated her more. He always called her a witch and breeder of ill luck. 

He didn't so many evil things to her, things she wouldn't wanna remember. He made her teenage life a disaster. 

Tabitha was her savior and always tried to protect Isabelle in the little way she could

Although, they were small and defenseless against their father, she still tried to stand up for her little sister, even if she got punished for it. 

Just like it was earlier stated, their father hated Isabelle more. So, most times, he treated Tabitha better. It didn't stop him from maltreating her as well, he only treated her like a slave. 

On most occasions, he'd starve Isabelle and Tabitha would share the little she had with her. They saw hell together.

Isabelle grew up to have only one friend, one sister, and one family. And that was Tabitha. She saw Tabitha as her savior and respected everything she did and said. 

One day,,the two sisters figured it was enough and decided to elope together. They ran away from their father, and went far to an entirely different village. 

For years, Tabitha and Isabella struggled to survive on their own, doing hard jobs for people and so many things to earn money. They tried as much as they could to hide their powers so people wouldn't reject them. 

Then, finally, they came across the confessor's camp - a group of people that was just like them. 

For the first time, Tabitha and Isabelle felt the love of a family. They felt they had found a home.

The confessors welcomed them heartedly and treated them like their own. Tabitha and Isabelle finally found a place they called home. 

So many things happened during the years and one of them led to Tabitha becoming the leader of the confessors.

Everything was going on well until they had come across Caesar and his men.

When Caesar's parents had come to get their son, but were rejected, Isabelle had tried convincing Tabitha to let Caesar go. She felt it was wrong, withholding the only son of the King. 

But Tabitha had fallen in love with her love slave and wouldn't let him go. 

Well, Caesar was one handsome boy. His beauty and charms couldn't be argued and when Tabitha had managed to confess him, she saw it as a golden opportunity and fell helplessly in love with him. 

Tabitha and Isabelle grew up without the love of anyone. So, when the young prince was confessed by her, showered her with love and worshipped her desires, she fell helplessly for him and couldn't think of letting him go. 

She was blinded by the infatuation. 

Isabelle had only tried convincing her once, but when Tabitha refused, she let it slide cause she hated arguing her sister - her best friend. 

Everything was fine, perhaps, until Caesar killed his own father, trying to protect his mistress.

That was the moment Isabelle knew they were messed up and would never escape the consequences. Too bad she was the only one facing the consequences now. 

Despite the fact Isabelle was being haunted because of the bad decisions her sister had taken, she still loved her and wished she'd be found. She wanted to see her. 

She, Isabelle, was the only one who knew her sister's secret before she had gone missing.

She was the only one who had that information. And that was the fact that her sister was pregnant for the King.

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The door opened and Isabelle opened he eyes to see it was Emily. 

Oh! She was back. 

She adjusted on her seat and watched her as she walked in. 

"Hope I didn't take too long?" Emily asked with a light smile and Isabelle just nodded. 

She stopped when she got to where Isabelle was seated. 

"How's the leg?" She asked, staring at it. 

"Better", Isabelle replied in one word and Emily nodded. 

"I'll just mix these herbs in the kitchen. Stay here", she added and walked away, going into the other room.

Isabelle took in a deep breath and leaned back on the chair again. 

She couldn't wait to get out of there because she didn't want to endanger Emily and her son in anyway. 

Suddenly, she heard the door open again. But this time around, it sounded more like a break in. 

She pushed her eyes open and was taken abacked when she saw some guards running towards her with weapons. Her heart left her chest immediately.

She flinched and made to stand on her feet, but the guards had gotten to her first and they pinned her down.

"No!" She cried out as she struggled with them on the floor, but they were too much for her. 

Emily came out of the kitchen immediately, guilt written all over her face. Her son was already awake due to the noise.

"Emily!!" Isabelle called out, looking straight into her face. 

The suspicions were already clear. 

"I'm sorry, Isabelle. But I needed some money for my son" she said, hoarsely, her voice shaking.

"No! Emily, please! He'll kill me" Isabelle panicked, even if she knew there was nothing Emily could do to help at that moment.

"I'm sorry" she bent her head and whimper.

Isabelle tried fighting the guards, but they used a shocker on her and she yelped from the vibrating shock.

"Tie her up!!"  The chief guard gave the command and they pinned her firmly to the ground as they worked on the ropes 

In no time, she was completely tied, her hands behind her back, and they lifted her to her feet. 

"You'll pay for this",she looked at Emily and said, so much anger in her. 

But Emily couldn't bring herself to look her in the face as she glued her eyes to the floor. 

"Let's go!" the chief guard commander again and with two guards holding Isabelle on each hand, they left the house. 

Isabelle cried silently as they took her away. Because she knew she was doomed.