Lolita (2)

"which path will you walk for there are many outcomes but will end with the same result," she said with a sense of entertainment.

"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

She blinked her large golden eyes at me with a sense of wonder then held out her tiny cuffed hand. I reached out mines towards her. She dropped a note in my hand and blinked at me once more. She curled up her lips into a devious smile before slowly fading away. I opened the note.

Stratford-upon-Avon, it read. I crumpled up the note. What could all this mean, I couldn't help but question. First Naylie, then I get attacked, then Veronica and this Tatianna, and now this petite girl what's next I asked myself.

"Ty," called out a female voice. I whirled around to see Naylie standing behind me smiling. I smiled back at her before slightly fainting from all the surprises. I blacked out.

I was standing in the castle corridor where Naylie, Veronica and that woman were standing earlier. "This is lady Veronica's past," said a familiar voice. The petite girl walked up beside me glancing up at me. "this is what's led to her demise, so look on," she said as she held out her hand in front of her as if to usher me to watch. I glanced down the corridor towards the scene.

The white-haired woman walked with Naylie down the corridor as they disappeared. Veronica swung towards my direction peering down the corridor. Her Victorian dress swung and clung to her body. She had long hair that was pinned up in a series of braids and buns besides a few curls which cascaded down her face and back. She picked up the front of her dress and started to quickly make her way down the hallway before a group of guards came running from a side corridor.

She looked back with a fearful expression and turned to make a run for it before she was picked up by the two large men.

They dragged her down the corridor as she screamed. I looked at the petite girl and she nodded at me then ushered me forward.

I walked towards the large window in the side corridor and peered outside. Veronica was dragged to the gallows screaming "murder", "bloody murder", "you shall burn in the depths of hell for this I swear it!"

She was strapped to the gallows and peered up across the courtyard in my direction. "Such an unfortunate endeavor she would have made a fine addition to my harem," spoke a young man who stood next to me.

His appearance gave that of nobility. He turned in my direction and walked down the corridor.