MRS RÓDRÍGUÉZ - EPISODE 92

“He’s here?…”.. gueneviere growled in disbelief.

Deep within her she felt this much anger that could consume the prince in a twinkle of eye.

But on a second thought,!..

She stretched out a sly smile.

” Bring him to me ”
She commanded…

Mario nodded. ..
He took with him four of his men and they marched towards the prince direction.

An evil smile drew on Gueneviere’s lips.

“The prince of Scotland is finally here to see me.” She grimaced.

She relaxed more on her mighty seat as she patiently waited for Mario to March back here with the prince.

**”

Antonio stood still watching the five men walk towards his direction.
He guess they’ve been expecting him.

They quickened their steps and in no time stopped before their prince.

” Take me to her.” He said without delay. Like he has been waiting to say that.
His voice calm as though nothing was amiss.

Mario stared at his men, and then back to the prince.

” You shouldn’t be here my prince. “..

Antonio coçked a confused brow at him.

“I am not your prince when you are working with the enemy.
For the last time, take me to the witçh”
He sounded more authoritative,.. Making Mario wonder whether he was in his right place of thinking.

He stared at the prince for a short while, waiting for him to have a change of heart and turn back to his palace, but he looked rather unmoved.
And his decision about seeing the red witçh was final.

“Okay.” Mario nodded.

“If you’re really bent on seeing her, then come with me. ”

And like the prince has been waiting, he followed without a second thought.

Why Would he have a second thought when he knew what he was coming here to do.

He knows what was at stake.
The red witçh is all powerful. But it doesn’t really matter when it has something to do with the woman he loves so much.

The only thing he wants is his wife back. And gueneviere has to undo whatever death spell he has cast on her which has made her unconscious for some hours.

If it goes worse than today,.. she might die from this.
He would rather give up his own life than sit back and watch his wife and unborn child beg at the mercy of Gueneviere’s death spell.

Mario suddenly halted.
“She’s in there.”

He pointed at a big door which was shut before them.

The prince was to go in to face the red witçh on his own.

He nodded and held his head high, staring vividly at the door and wondering what the red witçh would look like .

He made to take a step when Mario gripped him by the arm.

“You still have time to turn back. She is not as you think. She is much more.”

Antonio wriggled his arm forcefully from his grip. He stared disgustfully at him.

” I know what you did.. Killin your master and bringing the red witçh back to life.. what makes you any better than she is?.. you are just as evil cause this is virtually your fault too . If I’m not afraid of you,.. then I’m not afraid of gueneviere either. ”

Mario could filter the hatred in the prince’s words.
It wasn’t coated. It was so clear and it only made him sink more into his regrets.

” What I did… ” He paused.. and with a rough breath, he continued.

“What I did.,.. I will forever regret. “..

Antonio shook his head at him before walking out of his presence.

Before coming here, Lanna told him everything he needed to know.
Everything that led to the re-incarnation of the red witçh. So nothing was actually hidden from his knowledge.

He drew closer to the door,.. and with a final breath he pushed it open.

Before his very sight,… He saw her… He saw Alex.
Or should he say,… He saw gueneviere in Alexandria’s form. Seated in a mighty chair.. and patiently waiting for him.

A smile creased his lips as he started forward towards the red witçh.

****

” What is it you want to show me mother?”

Tarsia’ asked the moment they got in.

Natasha exhaled sharply as she felt really lost.
To her, she didn’t know where to start from.

“Mother.”
Tarsia’ snapped her mother back from her thoughts.

“Tarsia’… ”
She slowly called.

Tarsia’ who paid undivided attention nudged her to continue.

“There’s something I haven’t told you yet. ” .. she began.

“Which is?..”

The tension in the room was getting high.

Natasha wiped her forehead with her palm.

“Sit. ” Shee stretched a seat to her daughter who sat without a word. All she wanted was for her mother to say whatever she had to tell her .

” Tarsia’, I knew about the witches before now.. even the times I Told you story about them,.. I knew. I so much knew. But I never expected this very day to come this soon. “..

“What day mother?” Tarsia’ asked.

Natasha spared her a short glance. ” A day when our only hope from Gueneviere’s curse will be on her own dying bed.. ”
She replied.

She never knew.

“Mother…” Tarsia’ drawled.
She still couldn’t place her hands on what her mother was talking about.

” Tarsia’… I.. have something really deep to tell you. ”
She breath hard as she continued.

” I am… I am a witçh. ”

“You’re a what?!”

***

After long minutes.. Tarsia’ still tried to take in what her mother just said.

She could feel the heat build up in her body.
She still couldn’t believe her ears.

What was her mother saying?.. there’s no possible way in that. She can’t be the daughter of a witçh. No. Why didn’t she know?..

Natasha could see a lot of questions running through her daughter’s mind. She could read it from her eyes.

She was still in doubt.

“How can you be a witçh?.. how?”

After very long minutes,.. Tarsia’ finally found her tongue.

” I was born a witçh. “… She replied.

Tarsia’ scoffed.

” This should be something that runs in the blood. Then why am I not a witçh too?.. I’m supposed to be since you are right?.. mother do not play pranks with your daughter. It’s not the right time. ”

Tarsia’ ranted.
Feeling so much confused.

Natasha knew there was no how she would explain better to her already confused daughter.

There was only one way to convince her.

“See this. ”

She said as she shut her eyes close with a deep breath.

Tarsia’ stared at her mother with keen interest. She watched her close her eyes and just then…
The vase before them raised itself up and began to float in the air.

“Oh my god!”..
Tarsia’ moved backwards with a gasp.

The vase fell to the ground immediately and broke in different parts.

Natasha opened her eyes and saw the mess on the ground.

” I haven’t used my powers for a very long time now. ”

Tarsia’ was short of words as she stared blankly at her mother..

The shock still on her face.

“Who really are you !.?”.
Tarsia’ shirked as she moved away from her.

“I am Natasha,.. Daughter of Elsa..
And I’m your mother. “