Sorry this took so long but I've been so busy with exams right around the corner and all…anyways I won't hold you for long. I will try to get another chapter up this following weekend. If I do not I blame it on exams.

I still own nothing except Yuki and to be honest I'm not that proud to own him.

Chapter 14

Isabella POV

The maid was tense and that was clear. She fiddled with her apron trying hard not to meet my glance. She must know what is going on, I want to ask what it could possibly be. Why would my mother want to see me so early? She knew and I wanted to know.

But before my lips could form the question she was opening the door to my father's old study. I was surprised by this we hadn't used this room in years. Since my father was gone now and his study was right away off limits. There was more than once that I have wondered what lies beyond this door- now I was going to know.

'Miss,' the maid mumbled as she quickly disappeared down the hall. With a gust of courage I walked through the open doors gently closing them behind me. The sight that I was met with was one I had not counted on. My father seemed to enjoy displaying his achievements no matter how gruesome they were.

All over the room were magical creatures, pictures and pressed versions. Fairies their little bodies stripped of their silken cloth stood dead inside glass cases that lined the walls. Their faces frozen in shock as if not believing what had befallen them.

There were other creatures, some I did not know by name but most I did. How could he be this cruel? It was a minute before I realized that my mother was in the room.

'Mother?' I called.

'Isa! Come here.' She said from her seat behind the huge desk. Her voice was so sharp I was surprised by her boldness. She normally said my nickname with more love than that.

Despite my degust at what I saw inside the study I moved to stand in front of the desk. My mother looked so small in that chair, so delicate even.

On her desk was another glass case with another victim trapped inside. She was facing the wrong way and I could see tiny stitching running up her spine. This must have been how my father discovered their weakness- experiments.

'Isa there is something I need to speak with you about.' She spoke fast as normal but being used to this I had no trouble understanding. 'Your wedding is being moved up.'

My blood ran cold. Suddenly all the fairies were staring at me waiting for my response, I couldn't respond. My mouth was dry and I stared blankly at my mother.

'Isa?'

I wanted to yell. I wanted to tell her that I refused to marry him! That I wouldn't marry him at sword point, there was another that had stolen my heart. I would be a ghost for the rest of my life if I was forced to marry this man that I didn't love. I didn't say this however- my response came out as a chock.

'When is the new date, mother?'

How soon until my life would end entirely? How much time did I truly have left?

'One month, my dear.' She smiled despite all else.

How would she respond if I told her I loved another? That I could never love Baljeet like I loved Phineas. I could never love another man. Period.

I nodded. 'I must be going, we have breakfast in a few minutes.'

I said goodbye to my mother trying to not show what was stirring inside of me. There was supposed to be more time. I wasn't supposed to marry Baljeet until the next summer. What had happened to that plan? I didn't bother asking, the details didn't matter.

As soon as I was a good distance away from the door I slid to the floor. I brought my knees to my chest and finally let those tears out. I cried for myself, I cried for all the beings lost because of my father, I cried because of how messed up my life was. Why couldn't I be a normal girl? Why couldn't I marry who I wanted?

Phineas smiling face flashed across my mind.

How would I tell him?

Candace POV third person

Candace pressed a trembling hand to her stomach feeling as if everyone knew her secret. As if everyone could see right through her thin disguise. If they knew then everything would be over.

Even if she wasn't carrying his child then she would be shunned anyway.

Though somewhere deep inside her- she knew.

She knew that a seed was growing inside her as went about her day. She knew and she knew that she was right even though it was much to early to tell. He did this to her and she couldn't undo it. She couldn't undo that night when her innocence was taken without anyone to save her.

She was branded for life.

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