Last Sacrifice
Chapter One: Plans
One, two, three, I say as I count the cracks one this wall. The wall to my cell. Cell. Ha. If it weren't for my terrible mood I would laugh.
I've been in here for two days now, but it feels like an eternity. Abe has only come to visit me once or twice and only because he wanted to talk business about my trial. It wasn't set in stone that there even would be a trial yet, but come on, I'm not stupid. Anyone could see that this is going to become one living hell hole pretty soon. So, by my assumptions, a trial is pretty much inevitable. And besides, it's not every day that a person gets away with murder. But I guess that in this case they will, because I know one thing for sure, I. Did. Not. Kill. The. Queen.
I'm not quite sure who did though, but believe me I'm working on it. There's only so much you can do stuck in a
cell, wrongfully accused of murder.
But on a not so much happier note, I am really lonely. I wish somebody, anybody besides Abe, would come and see me. Even though I'm not really even sure if their allowing me visitors.
With my thoughts of lack of visitors, my mind drifts to Lissa. I am really worried about her and I haven't seen her since my hearing. So, I decide to slip in to her head for a while.
She's with Christian. Thankfully fully clothed. Their talking about me. And… plans to break me out?
"We'll have to do it soon if we really are going to follow through with this." Said Lissa.
"Yeah, I know. But we're going to need all the help we can get… So I was thinking that we should ask Tasha to help us." Suggested Christian.
Oh, no.