"What," I let my first words out at the comment," what are you talking about-"
"She bears the Mark of Ero's," she continued," you won't find a witch in her right mind that would perform the Ritual of Obliteration, myself included," she looked towards her co-Council," sorry Vesto.
"You're lying," Damon exclaimed," that can't be true!"
"How else would be bear a mark of the Underworld Damon, use your head."
"Then you can't touch her," he continued," you can't take her with you, you have to leave her here!"
"That may be true," spoke Fabian," we cannot touch her, it's up to the King and Queen to dispose of her how they see fit."
The King merely nodded and I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by the word dispose.
Thousands of thoughts raced through my mind. Meredith's words from earlier today were starting to make sense when she had told me that a human could not bear the Mark of Eros but what does this mean, that my mother was a witch? Does that make me half-witch?
"We won't take the girl," continued Vesto. He pointed a sharp fingernail towards a riled-up Damon," he, however, needs a lesson on authority."
The Queen sat up," what do you mean?"
"He's coming with us," the faerie girl's voice was soft as if it was laced with silk," he needs a few spankings."
"Isla's right," said Vesto," we won't kill him."
He gestured towards the guards who immediately marched towards Damon and held captured him in their grip. Damon stayed silent but his eyes were on me. I felt my eyes sting with tears. I felt guilty and sorry and panicked all at the same time but most of all I felt hopeless.
"Well, will you bring him back-" the Queen began but the King's placed a reassuring hand above hers and she suddenly silenced.
The guards began to drag Damon towards the exit of the quarters. His golden eyes had gone dark and they held my gaze almost as tightly as Kia had. I felt a tear slide down my cheek and wanted so badly to run up and grab him.
Where are they taking him? Are they going to kill him?
I couldn't utter a word and instead, watched in silence, trying to hold back from breaking down and sobbing, as they dragged him out until he was out of view.
Fabian, who had been watching me, almost in fascination, began to approach me. He trailed a curious finger across the bites on my neck and said," I knew your mother once."
"What?" I couldn't help the tears that had escaped the corners of my eyes how. They slid down my face in pairs.
"She was a great witch and an even better friend."
I flickered my eyes to blink away the tears and said," what happened?"
"She fell in love, with your father, who was a mere human, she wanted out."
I remained silent and he continued to trail my bites," how ironic are the gods to have bore her daughter the Mark of Ero's."
"Dismiss her," said Vesto, looking up at the King," we need to discuss further."
I caught sight of a grinning Isabelle who had been staring my way. When my eyes met hers, she sent me a wink. Beside her, stood Matheos who looked like he was ready to make me his next prey. I wouldn't last a day in this castle without Damon and I knew it.
"Holly," the King was speaking to me now,"go back to your room, we'll talk later."
I nodded and shuffled to get the hell out of there. Back in the hallways, I leaned over and clutched my stomach. I felt myself about to vomit and tried to swallow it back. Beads of sweat escaped my forehead and I knew I had a choice to make. I fumbled with my shirt and took the phone out of my bra. The time read exactly eight pm.
I didn't want to think, I just wanted to do. I ran as fast as I could towards the garden gates, both my brain and my chest racing a thousand miles per minute. The image of Damon being dragged out engulfed my thoughts almost completely but I knew if I stayed here I would either be killed or imprisoned again.
When I reached the garden gate, Meredith was right where she had promised she'd be.
"You're late!" She snapped.
"I know, the-"
"The Council is here, I know," she grabbed my hands and began to speed walk with me," I wasn't true if you were going to make it."
"They took him," I burst out," they took Damon-"
"Don't focus on that," she snapped again," that's not your business, you have to focus on getting out of here."
We reached the back of the garden. A small hole in the wall triggered a slight flashback of when Seth and Damon had handed me through it when they had brought me in on my first night here.
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