ings were gone. He could speak and be understood. The enchanted medallion that made this pos

the curse overpowers the medallion's

grudge he could not let go,

e respectfully

as did have one question though. If she had

t dwell much on a disappearing witch. He had to make for lost time, he

imes. The rose bush was now unkept and even from afar, Lucas could see thorns poking out. The iron wreathed gates were opened and Lucas got in easy. The whole place seemed empty. It was like it was missing it's servants. Lucas dre

accept him? The door opened and Lucas was greeted by the delightful smile of Madame teaga

, looking at hi

heard his mother's vo

-uca-as." S

was dirty blonde with grey streaks, a sign of old age. Her face was round

shocked and rushes to hug him b

us?" She wept, fi

apologized, wet hot liqu

ck."you've done enough damage. Did yo

s sorrowful

ds was Lucas. I watched him take his last breath wish

m and she deserved to be. She had every right but he was here now, he woul

er. Please just give me

u were a child so why now?" She sorel

have a difficult time thawing his mother's heart. She was still his

let go as tears poured freely from both

*

aking out with another servant. Isabelle was glad she did not rush to open the door. The only thing that kept her on edge w

repared for lunch. Going closer to him, she could smell him. He was sweating and had definitely been having sex. What

elle responded refusing to ev

food, Frederick took it on himself

keep doing t

She ret

s is just a game we are playing and frankly I'm sick of it." He screa

to back down when s

on't change what this is." She

, holding her wrist so ti

ly a deal but to seal the deal, you

and from his grip but Frederick did

stroking her cherry red hair." But I will. Soo

She wished she had not returned. She wished Lucas did not change her mind. The doorbell rang and Isabelle opened the door. Her mail had arrived. The mailman looked at her with concern seeing her tear filled eyes and swollen eyeballs but she didn't want anyone pity. It could not save her from her present predicament so it was hopeless. She closed the doors before the mailman could ask her what was wrong

ci

ow. She took the second letter and opened it. The paper seemed to be doused in perfume as it smelled of vanilla. Someone was throwing a comeback party for her son and Frederick had been invited as a notable guest. She knew he would drag her along. The nobles throwing the party were the "Blackwoo

elle muttered to hers