Constantine, consumed by paranoia, paced the dimly lit chambers of her newfound power. Her every step echoed her restless thoughts. The once-confident witch, now the Supreme Sorcerer, felt the weight of her newfound title and the burden of her dark choices pressing down upon her."They're all against me," she muttered, her voice a venomous hiss. "Isolde, Baros, even the very witches I've sworn to protect. They're all plotting my downfall."She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as anger flared within her. Her thoughts raced like a storm, each one more tumultuous than the last."I won't let that prophecy come true," she declared to the empty room. "I will do whatever it takes to stop it, even if it means...eliminating threats."The candles that lined the room flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Constantine's eyes, once vibrant and full of ambition, were now clouded by a darkness that mirrored her intentions.She thought of Agnes and the child she carried, t
Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak."Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."Murmurs of concern rippled through the crowd. Witches exchanged worried glances, the weight of Constantine's words settling upon their shoulders.Constantine continued, her tone unwavering. "This prophecy speaks of an abomination, born of an unnatural union, that will bring an end to all we hold dear. It must not come to pass."Eyes darted among the gathered witches, understanding the gravity of the situation. The fate of their coven hung in the balance."To ensure ou
Agnes POVI ran profusely through the woods as though my life depended on it, it kinda did, given that i was been chased down by soldiers with swords and wolves, i ran as fast as my legs could carry me but my legs couldn’t take me far enough as i kept tripping, falling and getting up again, what made it even worse was that i was carrying a basket with a child in it, my newborn child, the guards didn’t relent as they used the wolves to their full disposal sniffing down their target.“By order of the one true king, ruler of all English empire, king Crowell, I order you to turn yourself in” one of the guards said in a loud voice which echoed through the empty woods. They guards seemed to have lost their tracks for a while and wanted to use threats to snuff their target out.Meanwhile, after running for so long, I took refugee under a tree which opening looked like that of a cave, but as I attempted to use stealth and stay alive, before me was another problem, a more disturbing one at mos
Agnes POVI was dragged to the king’s castle, a total of six guards with had previously participated in hunting me down, accompanied me, the villagers looked at me in shock as i was soaked in blood, my body was battered from the beating i had received along the way, i was barely on my feet, bruised and molested on my way to the kings castle, most of the commoners left their different daily activities and watched the guards drag her like a piece of dirty cloth, the onlookers were curious as to what this i had done to deserve such a downgrading treatment, i was dragged to the center of the castle where all the commoners could see her clearly.The loud horns went off as it signal the arrival of the king “All hail King Crowell the first. The Crown jewel of ahuwa and Ruler of the ahuwa Empire” one of the guard spoke in a very loud voice, the guard seemed to be held at very high esteem, he was not dressed like the regular guards that chased down the lady, his armor was nicely shaped and
Agnes PovThe magic spell I had casted was too overwhelming as I was weak already, all they guards presently were under my spelI apart from one, the king guards who had golden breasted plates, he lunged forward with deadly speed as I turned around I saw him just centimeters away from me.With resounding defiance I looked towards him with domineering look "de via mea!!!” I casted a casted which created a violent wave of telekinesis, ripping and tearing apart everything towards his part, but surprisingly to me, he just stood there unaffected by my magic, doubtfull thoughts became to fillfill my mind, why is he so strong and unmoved by my spells? What kind of beast is he? In that moment I hesitated and uncertainty filled my mind making me lose concentration for a split secondThe guard used the deviation to his advantage as he drove his sword towards my lower abdomen "ahh..." I gasped for air as I felt life slowly escaping from my grasp and there was nothing I could do about it. I knew
Agnes Pov I woke up in an old house, the place seemed to be quiet, a little too quite for comfort, I scanned the entire room with my eyes as I found out there was nobody in the room, immediately I tried to get up from the bed but I was light headed as I collapsed powerlessly back into the bed helplessly, my strength had betrayed me, it was then the doors creaked open and a young man walked right inside. "Who are you?" I asked weary of his presence "You need to relax you have lost a lot of blood" The young man replied with his intimidating voice filling the room, he walks close to a nearby table mixing something I couldn't quite see and when he was done brought the cup filled with his concussion towards me. "Drink... If you want to stay alive" The young man said offering me the cup, but my suspicion of him had grown, why was this stranger being so nice to me? Was he sent my king Crowell to finish me off? "I would rather not... Thank you, I appreciate your hospitality but I'd like
I groggily opened my eyes, still lost in the depths of sleep when a jarring noise shattered the tranquility of the night. Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to make sense of the situation. But before I could even utter a word, Cain burst into the room, his face etched with worry and urgency.“Agnes, we need to move! We’re under attack,” he exclaimed, his voice laced with a sense of urgency that sent shivers down my spine. My heart raced, and I felt the weight of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.“Who is attacking us?” I managed to ask, my voice laced with a mixture of fear and curiosity. “Is it King Crowell’s men?”Cain’s eyes widened in surprise at my knowledge of our adversaries. His silence confirmed my suspicions, and a surge of anger coursed through me. How dare them, threatening the lives of innocent locals?Before I could utter another word, he swiftly scooped me up into his arms, lifting me effortlessly from the comfort of the bed. As I clung to him, my mind raced, th
I woke to the comforting warmth of the crackling fire Cain had set. As my eyes adjusted to the soft glow, I realized he had covered me with warm blankets and had prepared a meal of roasted meat, which he had hunted himself. The aroma filled the air, and my stomach rumbled in appreciation.“You shouldn’t have gone through all this trouble,” I said, touched by his effort.Cain smiled warmly, handing me a plate. “It’s the least I can do after everything you’ve been through.”I savored each bite, feeling the nourishing energy of the meat seep into my tired body. Cain had also gathered herbs, which he handed to me.“These will help with your wound,” he said gently. “I found them nearby.”His care and kindness touched my heart. He was helping me without asking for anything in return. I admired his selflessness and knew that fate had brought us together for a reason.As I finished my meal, I knew I had to broach the topic that weighed heavily on my mind. “Cain, I need to reach a hidden witch