MRS RÓDRÍGUÉZ - EPISODE 87

“Looks big and aw-fully Quiet” Gueneviere commented as Mario led her into A spaced mashion.

“Yes. Used to belong to my master. We lived alone in this place ” he replied.

“Your master, where is he now?”
Gueneviere asked as she strode further into the well polished setting.

“Dead.”

Gueneviere flinched at his sudden response.
She turned and gave him a serious look.

“You kill.ed him.”

That wasn’t a question from her. She knew already.

She could tell already that he killed his master.

The serious look gueneviere was giving to him caused a great fear in his heart.

But then again, the red witçh burst into a malicious laugh.

” you killed him, didn’t you?” Her laughter filled his hearing as he slowly nodded to her question.

Right now, he didn’t understand what was going on his her head.
Her laughter was rather too crazy to decipher it’s meaning.

” I’m impressed” she finally said,.. causing a small smile from Mario.

” A little tho ” she added and his smile disappeared.

She snapped her finger and immediately sat on a fitting chair.

“Fix your queen something to Eat this minute. ” She ordered without a thought.

Mario reluctantly nodded and made to leave when suddenly Gueneviere stopped her .

“Uh. Mario…” She called out to him.

“Yes?. ” He slowly turned to face her.

” First get me a dress with a soothing color. ” She smirked.

” A dress?”

“Yes. I need something evil in color. Something, black…. Or red?”

Mario nodded .. he made to leave again when she abruptly stopped him.

” Fix me my bathe. Immediately before any other thing. ”

Mario gave her a disturbing look before walking out on her.

Gueneviere got up from where she sat and grimaced a little.

She walked over to the window and stared through it.

This human body she possessed is quit not fit for the powers she wanted.
Her spirit was willing, but this human flesh is somehow weak.

She could feel the spirit of this body fighting to prevail. But it’s no match for her.

She’ll think of something.
Something definitely!.

By the next few days, she’ll finally consume this body and the spirit will be sent to abyss.

*

Antonio walked into his chamber with a quiet pace.
He didn’t want to disturb his sleeping wife, so he thought.

He moved to her side of the bed and placed a soft kiss on her cheeks.

“Goodnight my love.” He sang into her ears in small whispers before assuming his side of the bed.

Staring at his wife gave him a little hope.

He will never lose his wife or his unborn child to any being for selfish reasons.

He bet his life on it.

What he continuously hopes for is a better solution to sort out this great misfortune that has befallen them.

He believes his chi will definitely not forsake him.

Quietly, he raised the bedsheets and covered his wife thoroughly. Within minutes, he slowly fell into Oblivion as his arms wrapped his sleeping wife.

*

” Your shower is ready. I’ve ordered for a new dress and plus, the food is almost ready ”
Mario reported to gueneviere who seemed lost in thoughts.

” My lady?”..

He called again to gain her attention.

“Leave me”.

That was all she could say to him.

“I have done wha-

” I said, leave me!” She yelled and at that instant, an invisible power lifted Mario from where he stood and threw him to the wall.

He groaned hard as his bone cracked in pains.

“I said leave me.” Gueneviere repeated a bit lower this time as she slowly calmed down.

She touched her nose and saw the blood that dripped from it.
She groaned bitterly as she wiped it off. This body was certainly too weak to contain her. She is getting exhausted. And till the seven days is complete, she needs to control herself and not use her powers for she might wear off this body which she doesn’t want to even try doing.

This body is the solid reason she is back alive. She just have to endure for the next few days to come.

Mario slowly got up from where Gueneviere had thrown him. He could feel the slight dislocation on his hand.

He contained the pain as he gradually walked out on gueneviere.

His teeth writted in agony as he tried to fix back his broken hand.

*****

Tarsia’ Laid on her bed, unable to catch any sleep.

The words of the prince kept replaying on her head.
Could it be what she’s thinking?.

All her life she believed the stories of the red and white witçh which her mother used to tell her when she was little, she believed they were nothing but fairytales.

It turned out to be true and presently tormenting her best friend.

Audrielle is in danger.

If this was really true, why didn’t her mother tell her the entire truth about the reality of the witches?.

Audrielle is not the only one in danger. She and every living soul in Scotland is in danger too.

Why did her mother lie to her about the witches and dark Magic?

She tossed round her bed as she couldn’t find a befitting position to sleep on.

*****

The rays Shone brightly into the room.
It was morning already.

Antonio opened his eyes briefly and stretched a little.

He stared at his wife who was still sleeping. A smile played on his lips.
She looked too beautiful even in her sleep.

He got up from the bed and took a quick shower.
He dressed casually into one of his Royal robes and made to leave when he suddenly stopped.

His wife needed to eat something before he goes about with any of the day’s duty, considering her condition.

He walked over to her side and sat beside her.

” My lady,”
He called low.

His hands placed on hers as he waited for a response.

“My lady?” He called again.

There was still no response.

Antonio blinked nervously. He gently shook her on the bed but she didn’t move , neither did she flinch.

He pressed his face down to her chest to check her breathing pace only to discover her pulse very very low.

Antonio began to soak from his inside.

“Audrielle..” he fearfully called her name

This shouldn’t be what he’s thinking.

He called her name a few times and still got no response,

Only then did he realize he needed to cry out for help.

“Mother! ”

“Mother!”