Cursed Royalty B2: Burning Cinderella

Chapter Five: Sisterly Betrayal

Days pass by and I still wait for Eric to return. Meanwhile, I give the blacksmith and the carpenters the design I want so they can build my carriage. I refuse to be stuck here not helping find the others.

I thought things were going well in my kingdom. Then I started getting reports of strange things happening. Fights were being started for no reason in taverns. A few families had been murdered.

Chaos was beginning to ensue. No one could give me the answers I needed. They asked who and why questions. Deep down though, I knew. I could feel it in my heart. This had something to do with my estranged sisters.

Until I have proof and they are found my hands are tied. So I try to solve the problems the best I can. They are becoming

increasingly more difficult. Even the guards are beginning to have issues.

One of the guards was even thrown out by the others. I knew I needed to do something, so I did. I begin to send spies into the town. They would quietly stay in the shadows and watch.

The reports that came back led me to believe this was my sisters. There were reports of two women going into places, then fights started.

It became more than just a coincidence. The downside is no matter how hard they tried; they could not catch the women. It was bothering me.

This was more than just my sisters. There was something foul at work here. Dark magic. I ordered the guards to stay alert and be on the lookout for my sisters.

It took them weeks. Almost a month passes by before any progress is made. They finally managed to corner my sisters. Bringing them in though was a different story.

They managed to escape and continued causing havoc in the town. I’ve had enough of this. I went out to find them myself. The guards led me to where they thought my sisters were hiding.

An abandoned building on the edge of town. I went when it was early morning. I knew my sisters. I knew them so well, that I knew they would still be asleep.

I went into the house, trying so hard to walk quietly and not make the wooden floor creak. I found them both asleep in small beds. I went to my middle sister Eve. I grabbed her by the arm and yanked her up.

The touch burned us both, but I had felt it before, so I was ready for it. She, on the other hand, wasn't. She screamed and I yanked her shoving her towards the waiting guard.

Our youngest sister Anne woke up at the scream. She scrambled to grab something from the floor. She was to slow. I managed to get close enough to grab her.

My touch made her scream. I grimaced through the pain and held her while a guard put her in chains. They were taken to the dungeons to wait on my judgment.

I sat in my room trying to wait out the pain. The longer I touched someone the longer the pain lasted. I let out a whimper and took a cool bath hoping it would help.

Of course, it didn't help with the pain, but it did help calm me down. I got dressed afterward and went to my throne. I had my sisters brought to me, and then I learned the truth...