WEDDING PREPARATIONS

Who knew what he was capable of?

“I’ve come to take you to a much better environment,” he declared. “With less than a week before our nuptials, it’s high time that you see what awaits you in my palace, don’t you think?”

I couldn’t help myself. I snorted loudly.

“Your palace?” I repeated. “Is that what you call your shit house?”

Ernest’s smile froze, and he pushed his face closer toward me.

“You forget yourself, girlie,” he hissed, spit hitting my face. “I am your one true sire, your lord and master. You would do well to remember what I can do to you if I stop liking you and your friend so much. What will happen if my patience with you runs thin?”

“I will pay you but let us go?” Agnes interjected, trying to end our face-off.

Ernest turned his weasel face toward her, eyes brightening at her quivering question.

“I don’t want your payment anymore,I want you both anyways,I want to show you what kind of life waits for you. Gather whatever things you have. You’re moving into the palace.”

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