THE FOLLOWER

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The ritual had begun. The grand white witches surrounded Stephanie. She was lying flat on her back with her stomach bare.

They chanted in a foreign language and clouds gathered above them.

She felt a strange energy engulf her as her body arched upwards. Blood was drawn from the child into a potion that had been prepared.

They tried bringing her down but her body was stiff. The dark forces were fighting back refusing to leave her body. They fought till they were able to bring her down. She was free.

Samael groaned in pain. Someone or something had interrupted the pleasurable moment he was having with Victoria. He fell back and she held his hands in surprise.

He was choking, blood gushed out of his mouth. She jumped off him to run but he caught her hand pulling he back on top of him. He was dying but he wasn't ready to give up. He held her neck and pulled her head to his neck. "Drink from me"

She obeyed and sank her fangs into his neck drawing blood. She took enough and pulled back but he held her waist tight pulling her to take more blood. She continued drinking from him until she felt the taste of dust on her lips. Opening her eyes, she saw he had turned to ashes.

She quickly went to take her bath and walked into the hallway. The place wreaked of death. The guards and maids were dead. They died along with their master. She took a long scroll from a book shelve in the hallway and went to stand by the window.

Wearing the hood of the black garment she wore, she held onto the scroll tightly and flew out the window in form of a bird.

Eleanor stood in front of the mirror admiring the new dress the Prince had bought for her. She had been with him for a week and she didn't want to return home but he had kept his promise of letting her go if she learnt everything he required of her to learn.

Her mind flashed back to the day she opened her eyes to see him smiling at her while she was imagining him taking off her clothes. She had sank down in embarrassment and he carried her to the bed. He told her all she needed to know about him.

He was a high witch. His parents were both white witches and vampires. They died when he was a child and he had grown up in the hands of maids and guards. She felt sorry for him.

Prince Leo knocked on the door and opened it. He saw her standing in front of her mirror clutching the locket he had given her. He wasn't happy she was leaving but he had promised to let her go once she learnt everything he wanted her to learn. It was a long list but she finished everything in a week.

He hugged her from behind and she jerked up in fright. She was lost in thoughts and had no idea he had entered the room.

"Don't go"

She chuckled and turned to face him "make me Stay"

He smiled and dug his hands in his pockets as he knelt with one knee and brought out a black case containing a ring. "Be mine"

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