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Chapter 2 Finding Isabella
When Henry woke up he knew that something was wrong, there was a sense of despair in the air. The next thing that told him that whatever it was it had something to do with Isabella, because she was not in the room with him. She was always there when he awoke, something was very wrong.
He left the bed and got dressed, then went in search of his beloved. He couldn't sense her, for the first time ever he didn't know where she was and that scared the hell out him.
She can't be…he thought, no, I will find her.
He went in search of Elizabeth, she was friends with Isabella, and she might have known where Isabella was. Elizabeth never judged Henry for what he had become, she was one of the very few who didn't. He made his way down to the kitchens and found her sat on the floor tears pouring down her face, Henry feared the worst as his heart plummeted into his stomach.
"Elizabeth, where's Isabella?" He asked dreading the answer.
She sniffed and cried harder. Henry was not a commanding soul, but on this particular occasion he had to be. He needed to know where she was and if she was…
His stopped his thoughts and gripped Elizabeth's arm, "Elizabeth, tell me where Isabella is." He only use a touch of his vampire persuasion, he didn't want her to turn against him.
"Your sister…ordered some men to-to… capture her and-and take her down to the-the dungeons." She stammered in reply, Henry was about to run down to the dungeons and get her back using any means necessary when Elizabeth gripped his arm.
"They say she has committed treason, that she's involved in a plot to kill the Queen, that she's just using you." Elizabeth confessed, "it's not true, is it?"
Henry was in outrage, of course it was a lie Isabella wouldn't do something like that even if it was Mary, and Isabella would never betray him.
"It's a lie," Henry answered, barely containing his rage. "Mary hates me and Isabella she would do anything to hurt us. She is lying."
The king had been nice to Henry, especially since his change, but everything had changed when Mary came to the throne. Even when Edward became king they were fairly safe, Henry viii had made Edward promise he wouldn't hurt them and Edward was happy to make that promise. When Edward died it was a bit of a shock, everyone knew that he was a sickly child but they didn't expect him to die so suddenly. When Mary came to the throne Henry and Isabella had planned to leave as soon as they could, they'd planned to do it that very evening but Isabella had been captured and that changed everything.
Henry used his vampire speed to get down to the dungeons in no time at all. To find Isabella behind the bars of a cell, he sensed immediately that this cell wasn't a normal one there was power in the walls, bars and even the air. He hated seeing the woman he loved hurt and behind bars, Isabella was good person who fought for what was right. She was strong spirited and he adored that about her, he could never be with a woman who was totally dependent on him and who wouldn't stand up for herself. It's hard to describe what Henry loved about her when he loved everything about her. He loved protecting her even though he didn't have to most of the time, he even loved arguing with her.
And now she was lying unconscious, trapped in a cell and bound by something that felt like anti magic. The pale moonlight cast a glow over her as if it pitied her. Henry grasped the bars and tried to break them, but even his vampire strength couldn't shift the bars an inch. He looked around for keys, but there were none in sight.
"Isabella," he whispered, his eyes shiny in the dark showing his concern for her. He loved her so much, she didn't deserve to be in a dungeon she hadn't done anything wrong. She didn't stir at the sound of his voice, so Henry decided to go in search of his sister. He would do whatever he had to, to get Mary to let Isabella go.
Henry made his way out of the dungeons reluctantly, this feeling of dread was stirring in him as he took each step towards his half-sister's chambers. He ran down the stone corridors, his footsteps echoing around the castle as he went. The torch light was leading the way through to deserted corridors to Mary's chambers. Henry didn't need light to be able to see in the dark, and right now he wouldn't have even needed his legs because his love for Isabella kept him running at full speed. Although Henry made it to the Queen's chambers in no time at all, it felt like it took a century to Henry.
He didn't bother to knock, he was too angry and determined, he burst through the door. Mary was sitting behind her desk expecting her half-brother to come any moment, Henry didn't disappoint her he burst through the door not bothering to knock. Henry was falling right in to her trap, it wouldn't be long before the medalling woman was dead and Henry soon followed.
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