The Hunted

25

I stood up in shock looking at Clare and my mother in a

"What the hell do we do?!"

kind of way.

Nicklaus stood up and looked at the 3 of us cautiously.

"Just go. they don't have any thing on you except for my fathers word and they need more then that to prove you guilty and I will back you up."

As much as I did not want to see that dusty dungeon again it was the best idea that any of us could think of .

"What do you think Ann?" Clare said looking a bit worried then my mother replied

"Nicklaus is right it's the only way, just play stupid."

"Agreed" I added

Then I heard the sound of a man screaming again

"I said come out! Or we will burn you out!"

"Great choices, death now in a burning house, or just cooked well done at the stake, either way the choices are hot!"

Yes, typical Clare.

When your chips are down, and your luck is out, resort to cheap sarcasm.

I rolled my eyes turning back to Nicklaus looking very worried and I knew he could tell.

he stepped closer putting his hands gently on the sides of my face.

"Hey everything is going to be fine. Just remember Iv got your back even if anything goes wrong."

"I know you do, thank you Nicklaus"

Just then he pressed his lips against mine, kissing me softly, I felt my fear subside.

but soon the moment was interrupted

"Really? Right now? There going the burn the place to the ground and you think this is a good time to have a tongue war?!"

I pulled back and glared at Clare annoyed.

"If they don't kill you I will"

We solemnly walked to the door, the feeling of dread had now completely enveloped the room.

Once outside we were face to face with a large burley man, a feeling in my gut immediately told me he was a hunter.

Clare in a very professional tone was the one to to speak up.

"We will go with you willingly only because we have nothing to hide but we also take this on great Affiance that you accuse us of being such unholy beings"

He nodded and told us to start walking. There was 2 men in front of us and 2 men behind us leading us to the dungeon

"I swear if you could kiss his ass anymore you would have! I mean 'unholy beings' really?"

I whispered to Clare

"Has anyone ever told you to shut up?!" she whispered back

"Yes, usually when I am right"

I replied

We walked for what seemed like forever till we were back in the same dungeon I was in when I first came here . They put us all in the same room , a man came up to us, he looked like he was the dungeon guard .

"Your trail starts tomorrow at sunrise"

Then he walked out

"Don't you just love spending the night in a dungeon?" I said trying to lighten the already grim mood.

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Nicklaus POV

Passing through the prison exit I was confronted by my father.

Who, I could say did not look well.

"Where do you think you are going boy? " he gripped my arm, stopping me.

"That's a hell of a way to say sorry for shooting your soon in the back" I said in a angry tone, freeing my arm from him.

I shoved right passed him and started waking away.

"Why?" his voice cold, spoke from behind me

"Why what?" I asked turning around to face him again.

"Why do you care for them?

.... for her, that thing?"

he eyed me like i had gone completely mad.

"They are not what you think father" I said trying to control the angry tone in my voice.

"We will see"

He said coldly before he stormed off in to the woods. I walked away in the other way not wanting to follow him.

After a long walk and talking to a few people who knew what was going on I found out the trail was tomorrow at sunrise ..

I walked over to the town courtyard and seen people already setting things up for the trial.

I saw my father talking to someone, who from far away looked like the town judge.

Curiosity got the best of me and I could not help but walk over to them to see what was going on.

"Well speak of the devil.

We were just talking about you my son."

My fathers happiness animated and fake.

" What about ?" I asked.

"It seems your father believes you are not mentally fit to stand in defense of the Dupoint woman in tomorrows witch case?" The judge stated.

I laughed

"Do tell?"

"After the accused witches were brought to the dungeon Hugo went and searched the home for evidence and found herbs that he believes we're used for a love spell on you"

Explained the judge.

"What?! that's the most preposterous thing I ever heard!"

my control was lost.

"Ask yourself this boy, since when did you, a hunter need I remind you ever help accused witches !?"

He spoke to me like a child that needed to learn it's lesson.

"I see what your doing father, it won't work! You could have put those herbs there yourself, yes i do care for the girl, but I am under no spell!" I yelled.

I noticed the towns people beginning to stare at the scene we were causing.

"Quiet down boy, You are not in your right mind. Your father is right, you must be contained until the trail is over. Hopefully the witches death will break this curse!"

Contained?

"I'm sorry son it's for your own good"

my father said putting his hand on my shoulder then he continued

"when the witches burn the spell will break and you'll be back to your good old self again."

I shoved his hand off of my shoulders and pushed him to the floor.

suddenly 2 men grabbed my arms from behind me and started dragging me to the blacksmiths barn.

Once inside They tied me up to a chair, And left me there despite my protests and walked out of the barn closing the door behind them and locking it.

How could he do this to me, my own father!?

My hands where hurting from how tight they tied them but after a long time I found myself closing my eyes and fading to sleep

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