All Chapters of Mathilda: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Tina walked back to the bald tree.      The moment she had gone away to our view, both Gabriel and Felix turned at me with questioning faces, and then I answered them through a whisper, “Trust her. She knows what she is doing.”      “We just have to wait for her.” I added. And then I continued watching the situation, studying if our little plan would be effective. Avert their attention, loose their transit, free the prisoners, utilize the forest to our advantage, make use of Tina, and then escape.     I rerun the course of action in my mind for a few times now. There were little loopholes with it, and a slight impossibility that it would not work. It would all depend to the knights.     All of them stayed in front of the fire even after a long while. They ate the food the sisters had prepared, and they laughed at their own pet

Gabriel Michael was on Felix’s back, but it felt like my body was heavier than both of them combined. It even got worse as I kept remembering the darkened hall where I left her before she vanished. And like before, I was leaving her again. And it was panging me hard.     “Gabriel, you should focus with the way.” Michael demanded after I accidentally stepped on a tree branch for the fourth time, “If Gaston and his squad was somewhere around the area, they would march to us immediately.”      But so far, nothing had happened. We were about to exit the forest, and then head to the field in front of the farmhouse next without any hindrance, and it was because of Mathilda.     Michael was right, if I would continue to be unfocused now, everything that she did would be for nothing. I turned to him, “I should say the same thing.

 Twelve hours had passed since we saved Michael and Philip, and it was the same time it took for the knights to announce the disappearance.     When the morning came, the knights arrived on the compound from their search with no one. They headed straight to the mess hall to bear the bad news to their sovereign and his upper men. They were all dirtied and worn out as they knelt in front of his table. And then instantly, their father stood, showering them with the innards of his bowl.      Some of the sister gasped in surprise, and some of them started murmuring after his action. But the sovereign of the knights ignored it, and he walked out with his men, leaving the mess he had made in the hall. And then Mother Renata stood, and she imperatively said, “Sisters, please continue with your meals.”     I turned to Gabriel, and then to Felix to ask for anythi

Hana  “Run away with me.” Michael said to Hana.     She was laughing as she watched Mathilda chased Gabriel around, but the moment she heard Michael, everything around her faded away. She turned to him, and she was greeted by Michael’s grinning face. He spoke again for she did not answer. “I know I am asking a lot. Leaving meant that you could not see your sisters again, and the knights will not stop unless they found me.”      “Marry me in front of your sisters, and flee with me, so we could live together.” Michael added.     His words reverberated, and it stunned Hana. She did not want to leave the people she loved, but she loved Michael too. And it hurt her that she could not have both. Staying meant she would lose Michael, and leaving meant she would lose her sisters. She could not choose now, so she said t

“I did not invite them.” Michael said.     The knights continued to penetrate the wall using their sharpened swords and axes, and the sound of the breaking had scared the nightingales that they flew away from their tree. One by one the knights started emerging from the outside until all of them were lined up in front of the crumble partition.     And then the upper knights started joining them, and the last one who arrived was their sovereign. It seemed that all of them was here, I even saw Felix standing in the middle of their crowd. He was eyeing me as I looked at him, and he sneakily signed sorry to me.     What was it for? Is it because he tell them our hidden location? Or because he failed to caution us?     “What are we going to do?” Hana asked, and when I turned to her, Agnes, Fatma, Abigail, and Edith, wer