The Bewitching Countess of the Villa Ersandmyne

Pg. 59

Gabrio had sent some of the drudges to scout out the land to check how close Bartholomew was and word was rushed to Magnus that he would be in Rioja by evening. Gabrio thought that he wanted to catch everybody doing their evening activities and at the castle during the changing of the guards. And if he decided to rest and came a little later to come late at night, early in the morning he would do it with the notion that everybody would be asleep. Son of a bitch not knowing that they were waiting for him.

Everyone saw them as drudges or helpers of the nightwalkers and at night their vessels and many would make fun of them but the rest of the guys didn't give a fuck, because they became drudges for different reasons, most of them became drudges to receive indulgences, others who had families did it to receive the stipend to buy food but he on the hand became a drudge to follow the updates on Bartholomew as he was a servant in the house of Lucius and he was in the 'wine' cellar when he came up he caught sight of Valentina and Isabella crying over their parent's ashes.

He had never seen such a heart-rendering moment. His eyes, as he was human instead let go of all the tears that had formed and when he saw the girls run it had been too late for him to stop them as he knew where they were probably going.

He had a thorn against Bartholomew as he had entered their small town and plundered and pillaged everything and all those that he knew served his dad he told his men to kill. As for the women, including his wife, sister, and his teen-age daughter, he told the men to rape them and then kill them so that there would be no witnesses but he was able to get away as were some of the other drudges and Magnus and the council was told of this but nothing was ever done.

He wanted to ride this to the end, to the part where they caught him and to the part where he could see into his eyes until the light of his heart burst into ashes just as his loving master and his wife and as the light extinguished from his family members, especially his beloved daughter who until this day he could still not get out of his head her screams. Each night as he went to bed those scenes would replay in his mind and it was about time he DIED!!!

"Elder Magnus," "Yes my boy, what has happened?" "They have let us know that on this day in the evening, he will be here." "Good, good, that gives me a chance to get a good 'night's' sleep, well my dear granddaughter I will see you both on the battlefield, this tired 'old' man needs his rest."

And he started to laugh, he finished off his cup of 'wine' after which he got up, this time the girls hugged him, maybe out of respect because the moroian guard was still there by the door surely to walk him to the castle or because they were starting to listen to what their father was asking of them in their visions but Magnus didn't care, he couldn't have been happier.

He looked at them and smiled again mentioning to please rest or make sure not to practice too much as he didn't want them too tired on the field. He knew how much they wanted revenge on that man. But what good would it be to practice so much and be so tired he got the upper on them and they ended up dead. He knew he could not lose them, they were all he had and they meant so much to him and he did not need that fucking asshole to destroy the only real love he had in his life.