The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 59

Cassandra gently placed down her sickle, picking up something rather blunt. She heard her sister come into the room, the sun was just beginning to set. "What are you up to now?" Daniela asked, looking at her equipment. Ropes, needles, sleep darts, a blindfold. "I'm going to take care of Mother Miranda's guests. Mother had just proposed and frankly I hear it went very well." She gave a small chuckle, looking over. "Last I heard, Moreau is taking the neutral ground, staying out of everything until the dust settles. You and Bela are to stay at his place-" "I am not leaving you to fend off Donna and her dolls." Daniela protested. "Just Donna. She's not bringing any dolls with her, and frankly Angie won't be making an appearance just in case things don't go well." Cassandra corrected, tightening her belt. "And how do you suppose you'll take care of Donna?" Daniela held up the rope, grinning. "Knock her out, tie her up, put her in a cell. Worst case scenario, I right her. Best case scenario, she goes down like a drugged baby." Cassandra grabbed her supplies, then looked over her shoulder. "You always have the most fun. You're lucky mother doesn't know about this." Daniela grumbled.

"Mother doesn't know a thing just as long as she has her doting rabbit under her nose until she fights Mother Miranda. She's going to be unleashing the beast and (Y/N)'s flesh 'n' blood is giving her the kick she needs. I did some tests. (Y/N) has a few tricks up their sleeves when it comes to their blood. They're practically Vampire Crack, add on that grin and a slight head tilt and you have a pawn Mother Miranda could've used. Frankly, mother was right to get her hands on them first." Cassandra explained, pulling her hair back. As she looped the hair tie a few times and pulled, she patted Daniela on the back. "Make sure mother eats (Y/N)'s leg. Just up to the knee. She's going to need every ounce of strength possible to fight Mother Miranda. Add some virgin blood into the mix if you have to." Cassandra handed over instructions. "And make sure to clean and seal the wound before infection can set in." Cassandra ordered, sneaking out one of the turrets.

Cassandra could feel just how cold tonight was. It was the spring equinox and yet everything was still. She quietly sat on the roof of the church, hiding from sight. Donna had been dropped off, looking around.

You thought you could get between my mother and her partner. I'll teach you to not mess with the Dimitrescu family.

She aimed her shot on her hand crossbow, a silent hiss as she pulled the trigger. She watched Donna jump and look at the dart on her arm. Then, a soft thud. Cassandra peaked over, seeing Donna unconscious on the ground. Jumping down, Cassandra hauled Donna into the woods, binding her wrists, head, and ankles together. The rope was a perfect gag, thanks to Daniela's many pranks on the maids. Blindfolding her, Cassandra carried Donna's body towards home, gently placing her down in a cell. "You're going to stay here until mother decides what to do with you." She heard the all too familiar clicking of heels above her, grinning. "Survive, mother. You're far stronger than that dishonorable seer."