Chapter Twenty-Three

Mazelina

Aries and I have our strategy in place, but I know he’s still nervous. He knows I have many abilities, but I’ve kept most of them to myself. I don’t want Aries to give us away, especially when he tends to bark first.

Our ‘last meal' was hours ago. Asim had clothes sent to both Aries and me. I’m now wearing a satin white dress. I roll my eyes at how predictable he is. My brother is wearing a Tux. Who knew it was tradition to wear over-the-top gowns and tuxedos to an execution?

I sigh glancing at the sky through the small window of my cell, the moon is high. I know it’s getting close. Everyone feels restless, I’ve had to block them and meditate to conserve my power, for what I’m about to do will take a lot of energy.

A guard opens the cell, he sneers at me. “Get up!” he commands. I slowly stand and roll my shoulders, but the guard grabs me roughly and throws me out of the cell.

“Hey! What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Aries shouts at him.

“Shut up cripple!”

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