17. New Home Or New Prison?
After many hours of walking Lily and the other witches arrived at a huge tower. The inquisition had called it "Witch Tower". Two women hadn´t survived the long journey. Five ones were left over (including Lily).
The inquisition wanted them to stand in one line as thirteen more witches found their places beside them.
"This place is going to be your home for a couple weeks. For some less than that. You´re going to sleep upstairs in this tower. One room, one blanket for everyone."
The women started murmuring. "Silence!", the inquisition roared. Everyone went silent immediately.
The man continued his speech: "Everyone gets two cups of water a day. One in the morning, one in the evening. A few of you will find out today how they have to pay for being a heretic. I hope for all of you that you´ll be obeying and bring much money to your master!"
With that Dracula himself walked out of the Witch Tower. The inquisition stepped back. Now he started eying each and every woman closely. The other men wrote down his comments.
The vampire grabbed the chin of the first woman, forcing her to look at him. "Weak... Thin..." Then he noticed strange-looking marks on her face. "...Itch", he added, "...age: twentyone. Separate her from the others!"
But the older woman beside her grabbed her arm. "Please! ...Not my baby! I...", she paused, "...I also have itch."
Dracula looked at her with a sarcastic smile. "For lying to your master you´ll have the honour to be with your daughter when she dies."
The woman bent down on her knees. "Thank you, my lord! Thank you!" She was happy that she was allowed to die with her child.
"You can watch her join hell! I´m sure it will be a pleasure to see her bleed. Drop by drop... until there´s nothing left over. And after that it´s your turn", Dracula said and smiled at the changing of the mother´s mood.
"No! Please not! You can´t do that! Let her live!", she cried hysterically. The inquisition took the two women away, both crying and with three metres of space between them.
Lily looked at the ground. It wasn´t long ago as she had stopped weeping. Now she did so again. She didn´t notice that Dracula came closer and closer to her - before he put a finger under her chin and lifted her head up. With his thumb Dracula wiped away a few tears.
"Young, attractive, not worn out... yet. You´ll become my personal slave." Lily pushed his hand away from her face. "You´re disgusting!", she cried.
She was naive but not that much! But saying that was everything she could do to get another comment. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. So naughty? I don´t think you´re old enough to think about such things. Maybe I also didn´t think about that?"
"How could you not? You´re a man", Lily spat. The inquisition giggled.
Dracula hissed dangerously: "Either you accept it... or I´ll leave you the other men. What´s your choice?" He was sure what she would choose.
Lily looked in his face. How come she´d trusted him? Was he really that evil? No! She couldn´t give into him again. Not after that. "Kill me!", she said.
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