"You remind me of the famous witch hunters, Hansel and Gretel." He watched her carefully.
"I do?" She faked a surprise.
"Yes...so pray tell, what will you do if you came across a witch or warlock?"
Her eyes scanned the area first before they rested on him again. A smirk appeared on her face as she gave a reply.
      "I'd burn 'em to ashes milord."
...

      Cries filled the air, cries of women, children and men who were caught up in the fire or who lost a loved one. It was a horrible and grievous night...many died.
      A little girl lamented and wailed out loud for her mother, she had a terrible ghastly and painful burn at her left foot. No one answered her, no one paid heed to her.
Amidst the sorrowful weeping of people, four brothers where instructed by their parents to escape as fast as they could.
While running, one spotted the little girl and went to help her without minding his brothers continuous shout of disapproval.
       "Hold on tight, make sure you don't let go!"
The boy instructed the girl and she nodded with teary face while tightening her hold round his neck so she wouldn't fall off his back. The five tried as much as they could to escape.
What happened that night left a deep scar.
       But who would've thought that these young youths would grow up differently. No one...
They ruled over a small village, they became strong and shared an unbreakable bond...but will that bond last?
The little girl they took in as their sister turned out to be their most desired obsession...
Will the brothers despise each other?
Will their obsession ruin their bond?

PRISTINE BROTHERHOOD

Her mother had a worried expression, she had been questioning her daughter, trying to get an answer from her concerning what had happened. 


 Rosabel sat quietly on her bed as she stared down at her wrist where the bracelet rested. She had a sullen look and it took all her will power to stop herself from crying. 


Perdue queried but she remained silent, she wasn't ready to talk about it. Talking about it would make her sob. 


 "He broke her heart, isn't it obvious." Josh said with a tired voice before going to sit on the bed beside his sister. 


 When he was seated beside her, he put his right arm around her and gently pulled her to lean on him and she rested her head against his broad shoulder. 


 Perdue frowned, he didn't like what he was hearing at all. Henrietta, their mother, had a baffled look as she stared at her daughter. 


 "Then why did he come in the first place? What kind of man is he, to hurt a lady without feeling bad!" 


Willing