Declan
Letting go of her hand and watch her follow that witch like a lamb to the slaughter was harder then I expected.
How many others had gone before her. . How many had she lead away and turned them against us. And yet none were quite like Faith.
None had had the same effect on my brothers and I.
Faith was special.
And to watch her walk away , knowing she may decide tonight that she would never be ours, was too much to bare.
The same look of horror was written over my twins face as I took my place at his side. The over powering aroma of the flowers that always bloomed in the queens presence filled my nostrils. Stifling and sickly.
“I hate this.” I muttered. And I did. I hated that I couldn’t hear what she was whispering in Faiths ear. I wanted to rip her away, keep her safe.
Eve
