Chapter Eleven - Preview

04/01/1602

Villager (Margaret)

As I was picking wild raspberries in the forest, I spotted two women. I thought they might need some help, so I took a step closer to them; that's when I heard their conversion. “And that's how I ended up here.” The brown haired woman says.

“Amora, I'm so sorry…” The red haired woman pulls the other who I now know as Amora into an embrace. “I won't let them hurt you again, I promise.” I take a step back, stepping on a tree branch. The second woman seems to hear me, she pulls away from Amora, and glances into my direction. “Let's go inside. It isn't safe here.” I watch the two walk out of the forest, and into Whitlock Manor, where the beast lies.

“I have to tell the village what I just saw.” I think to myself, before dropping the berries, and running back down the trail.