Stone Prison
“Cold wind tugged at my hair. My tattered gown still had Phillip's blood crusted to the bodice. My mother was right about everyone, except Phillip, which made what I'd done even worse. When the guards came and captured me in Phillip's room, I was instantly damned. There was no trial, since there was no question that I was a witch. But there was one thing that terrified them most of all. And they hesitated to kill me until they learned where it went. Where was the prince's missing heart? They asked me over and over again. I stared at the hole in the ground blankly. I recalled the fuzzy state of the nightmare that started at midnight. Phillip had just said he loved me. That he accepted me and my vile blood. But when I awoke, he was dead. His heart was carved from his chest, and the only other person who was still breathing was me. They peeled me from his cold lifeless body, as I cried. Phillip may have accepted me, but it didn't stop what I was... what I was capable of. I found out later..., after it was too late, that the evening a witch becomes of age, she will feed off her lover's heart, much like a black widow spider devours her mate.MoreLess
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