An eerie laugh rang from the darkness a lone figure emerging. "I always knew you would be trouble, but never knew you would go this far Princess Abrielle." Penny snickered. They were barricaded.
Her eyes shone in a dangerous light. Abrielle's hands clenched, she was going to fight to the end. "What is even more interesting is that the talentless daughter now possesses magic but that would not be a problem. Isn't that right Heather?" Penny asked
"It would not," a familiar voice answered. Heather emerged from the darkness, a dangerous aura enveloping her. There was something different about Heather, "you were a spy." The princess blurted.
She had suspected a traitor to be amongst them but she never suspected that the death's bite would have one of their witches undercover as a slave to monitor the girls. Heather was even the first one to propose their escape.
