Chapter 100

Young Alistair was chained in a lying position, at the centre of the assembly. The camp was as noisy as hell. Roger stood in front of her, flanked by his army, wearing a huge, triumphant smile. He was twice as large as any man she'd ever seen with long fangs and claws.

"Little Lamb of the white coven. Are you ready to swear your allegiance to me and enter my service." He snarled.

Alistair spat in his face. "I'd never. Mark my words!"

His grin widened as his eyes twinkled at her.

"You are brave indeed! I guess you were never taught the right manners."

He looked over his cloud of army.

"Babestian!"He called out, his other brother, whom he has also enslaved.

Babestian stepped out chains rattling from his limbs.

"We need to teach this little girl a lesson."

Babestian only nodded, he looked so weak in those chains like he'd been enchanted or something. Roger always had his way.

"I would have done this myself but I'd be happier watching."He then faced his army. "You all get ready. I'm using heirarchy. My brother Babestian is a prince. He'll go first. Or won't you Babestian?"

Babestian bowed. "I would do anything you say My Lord."

Roger laughed. "You will. You have no choice."He paused. "I want you to have your way with this lad. Likewise everyone of you, till she probably dies off" he roared, like a deep voice rooting out from his chest. Alistair struggled to get out of the chains but could not. They were not ordinary chains. Roger had everything all planned out. "And I shall watch it all. Likewise the whole assembly."

"It's my pleasure, Milord."Babestian said.

Alistair screamed and struggled as Babestian charged at her but they didn't change a thing. Soon, his thick rough hands were tearing her clothes and she felt the cold winter breeze sting her bare skin. She shrieked.

*

Alistair screamed out of sleep. I was so startled that I jumped out of sleep. Her screams were loud enough to shake the building. I had to wake her up from her dream, though it was hard. She clinged to me for safety, tears streaming down her face. I've never seen my sister this weak.

"It's just a dream Alistair."I patted her back. Her tears didn't stopped, they streamed down my back soaking my nightie. I felt so sorry for her, also wondered what kind of dream it would have been.

"It's okay sis, look it's just a dream."I held her face in my palms, wiped off her tears. She shook her head like she had something to say but she was mute.

"Alistair, you are scaring me. Are you okay? Stop the tears at least. Or isn't it a dream?" It took a very long time before she finally answered.

"It is...a dream."She wiped off her tears and got away from me. "Don't mind me. I'll go get a shower."

"It's not morning yet"I said.

"I can't go back to sleep. It's a bad dream. You get some sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day."

Then she left. Sleep? well, it didn't come again. She became pretty moody, so we spent the rest of the night studying.

*

Sylvia served the Army head, Israel, his breakfast as usual and turned to go but he stopped her.

"Sylvia, why don't you join me?"He said. "Serve your food here."

Sylvia hesitated. "No Milord, it's unethical. I'm just a maid. I'm sorry but I can't."She pleaded.

"It's a command Sylvia. Come over and serve your food."He yelled. He has never yelled at her before. Sylvia hurried to the table and did just as he said. She sat there, shy to eat. She's still processing the whole thing in her head. The acting ruler of the whole coven asked her to eat with him.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you."He later said. Sylvia just nodded.

"Sylvia?"He called out again.

"Yes Milord."Sylvia answered. She was sitting across the table and when she raised her head, their eyes met.

"Israel, that's my name. I said that the last time."

Sylvia lowered her chin, to hide her flustered face. "I'm sorry Mi..."She pursed her lip. "Israel."

"You still haven't recovered your memory huh? For how long would we have to wait?!"

Sylvia was puzzled. "What do you mean Milord?"She immediately realized she had used 'milord' again.

"Gush! It gets worse by the day."Israel winced. "I know you Sylvia, very much. I don't know how to start explaining to you. You lost your memory a long time ago. It's funny you're back now and you still haven't gotten it."

Oh...he is hallucinating again. Sylvia thought. Israel is well known for his hallucinations. People say that's the reason he's never found his mate. From the little Sylvia gathered about him from the other maids, his family is on a sort of 'curse'. No one ever finds their mate and those that do never marks them. They do not live long like the other immortals and it's quite strange that he is still alive.

"I understand if you don't understand what I am saying Sylvia but I want you to believe every word I say. I'll reveal some secrets to you today. You have to believe me. It's the plain truth. Before you left for the earth. You lost your memory, your mother had to seek migration because she felt you needed a breathe of fresh air. You got a shock after hearing of your husband's death. Your husband, my brother, had to go to war the same day he married you. That same day, you got raped by some hoodlums. I witnessed it, I tried to help, they were stronger, but I kept it a secret. I lied to everyone when you became pregnant that my brother consummated you before he died. You have a daughter Sylvia. You left with her to the Earth. It's strange that you are not back with her." He stopped. "Think! Think well, it's hightime you got your memory back. Who knows where the innocent girl is now? Who knows if she is alive? For her sake Sylvia, I know you've been through a lot but please try to remember all these things."

"Me..."Sylvia gasped.