The Prince's Witch

𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-Six | 26

Every time Queen Evelyn turned around someone was in the room with Mabel. It was like they worship the ground the woman walked on. Or it was the fact they were protecting the little witch from her. Whichever it was the queen did not like it one bit. Then it was Ruth always in her ear laughing about it and forcing her to see things that were not there.

Today it was Josephine sitting in the corner of the room holding her head. The woman was chanting the same thing she was the day her head was taken, and it was driving Evelyn crazy. She just wanted all of it to go away but it seemed as if it was getting worse by the day. There was no way she was going to kill herself and it was definitely no way she was going to let Mabel win.

Evelyn just had to focus on what she wanted the most right now and that was getting rid of Mabel before the king did something stupid. She was not crazy Evelyn knew exactly what he was trying to do. All of her hexes on him were gone and it was all thanks to Mabel. Not that they were working anyhow, because if they were Roland would have been dead a long time ago.

That was no doubt that Josephine or Rose helped him along the way, but now all of the hex was gone. Then the witch that did it for her was long dead because of her. Evelyn did not have any need for her any longer, so she took her head. The only thing all of them were good for was their spells and hex if they were real witches.

Maybe if Josephine and Rose would have help her with the king and his father she would have let them live a little bit longer. Then again Josephine had to go. Although she and the king swore the two of them were not sleeping with one another. Evelyn knew better. They were too fucking close to be friends and she was not shy of letting Roland see her bare. Nor was Roland shy of letting her.

All of the touching and smiles that the two share. Then when she came into the room all of it stopped. They were hiding something from her, and Evelyn knew what it was. Nothing could tell that was not Mabel the king's bastard, and it is a mask over her to make her look as if she was George's.

"Thy thoughts are loud My Queen. Is that what you really think? That my daughter belongs to the king?"

"You can speak to me?" Evelyn asked the beheaded woman sitting across the room from her. All the other times she only chanted. This was the first time one of the spirits had done this. All of the others Ruth placed to torture her did not say a word.

"That is what thee think I am? A spirit." She laughed shaking her head. "I was never a spirit Evelyn. I never died to become one. Magic can do things that humans never would imagine. Like, make one think they are seeing one's head roll across the ground. My biggest mistake was trusting Ruth with my child. Knowing she was trying to kill her for her magic." She spoke now standing by her side with her head attached to her shoulders.

"There is no way you are real! Stay away! Get back! GUARDS HELP! SOMEONE HELP! JOSEPHINE IS HERE!" Evelyn scream running to the door and banging on it as if she could not open it herself while Josephine sat on the bed laughing. Quickly the queen opened the door running out straight into Iris.

"My Queen what is wrong with thee?!"

"JOSEPHINE SHE IS HERE! ALIVE... SHE IS ALIVE!" She yelled making Iris look past her into the room with one of her eyebrows raised then back at her. Evelyn slowly turned to nothing, but it was no way she was going back into that room.

"Where is the king?! He knows something!"

"King Roland and Prince Theodore are off for the day. I came to thee because Queen Mother needs I and Beatrice. For some reason they what thou to look over Mabel...."

"I beg thy pardon?! Me to look over the witch?! Hav they lost their minds? I will not sit with that wretch...."

"You will and you will behave thyself, Queen Evelyn." Penelope said walking up behind Evelyn causing her to scoff. Who did they think she was? Then again this was the perfect opportunity to take out Mabel as she pushed her pride down and agreed.