Chapter Fifty-Eight (Lazarus)

I felt frozen in place, “Lazarus, kill her now, or else!” Hellebore threatened, barely controlling her anger.

I pulled out my sword and moved towards Abigail, Amaya moved to stand in front of her.

“Lazarus, you don’t have to do this.” She told me the look on her face was enough to break me.

“Do it, or you will die in her place.” Hellebore hissed from behind me as followed me. How I hated my mother for everything, because of her, I have always been alone, even segregated from my own brothers.

Angry, I turned and plunged the sword into Hellebore’s stomach, her eyes widened then she shook her head with a look of disgust on her face.

I released the sword and backed away from her, waiting for the binding spell to take effect, but it didn’t I looked down at my hands confused, how was I still alive?

“You, stupid, stupid boy.” She yelled at me as she removed the sword from her stomach. Surprisingly, no blood fell and there wasn’t a mark left on her skin at all. She threw my sword to the groun