~He gave himself up to save her~

He made the wrong choice now he had to pay the price.

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Careful little princess, careful little boy what you choose, for to consent, is to lose.

The dragon's mouth is wide, filled with bones. It reeks of death and human flesh.

With gold and diamond, he lures you in. 

He has beady pearls-flames for eyes, 

And like a sheep to the slaughter, you're served on a platter.

He never gets enough; for like a lion, he goes about seeking whom to devour—his sole desire.

So children, run, keep your concession, 

Or ye might be next. Ye have been warned.

Remember this tale...the serpent never sleeps.

The Concession

Hope closed her eyes and stretched forth her hand towards her. Betty's eyes widened. 


Hope commanded fire and it fell and consumed her. A shriek tore through the night as Betty alternated between her human form and the smoke. 


 A force beyond her sent her flying out of the room, back to wherever it was she came from. 


 "Yes mother," Laura answered over the phone. 


Laura listened to what she had to say—their mother was worried and understandably so. 


"It's okay mum, he'll be back in a few weeks," Laura assured. 


"A few weeks? I won't see my baby in weeks? He's not even answering his phone—" 


Laura could feel her mother holding back a response—their mum has always had a soft spot for William. 


She wasn't the type to get jealous but sometimes, it's hard considering how much affection she shows Will. 


Chapter Fifteen