I never made it to my parents. Halfway through the night, the horse got tired and tripped. Breaking one of its legs and taking me down with it. Everything went black and by the time I woke it was night again. I heard voices, familiar voices. 'What part of Not killing them did you not understand!" It was the mayor who answered "But Sire, they wouldn't yield the location of the girl. So we made the witch push harder…" "TO HARD!" the other voice shouted before I heard a bone crackling snap and everything went silent. I wanted to lift myself up but before I could do so, I was stopped by someone. "Hush child, you are safe." It was the Bennett witch, she was the one who killed my brothers! My eyes filled with tears of rage but I was not given the time to react on my feelings. A searing pain and heat took control of my body. Doubling over from the pain I fell to the floor and yet again I blacked out.
I woke to the feeling of an embrace and a gentle hand stroking me. "What is the meaning of this, witch!" the strangers voice asked angrily. I opened my eyes and saw a middle aged man with sleek blond hair and blue eyes. He looked furious and his fury was directed at me! "My apologies Sire, she's but a kittling and she was startled by you." He looked at me and held is hand out. "Give her to me." "Please Sire." The Bennett witch pleaded. "Now!" She grabbed me by the neck. To frightened to notice that she did so with one hand and that "Sire" had to lift me to his line of sight. "You are lucky that I have a weakness for strong and beautiful females." He said. "Do it again and you will find yourself less lucky."
It was then I noticed the claw marks on his face, slowly fading. Realization kicked in, I was a cat. The Bennett witch turned me into a cat! I started cursing but found that only hisses and wailing came out. Which earned me an angry look from the man holding me. I tried to explain but nothing but miauws came out. I sighed, looked at the man and decided. I licked him on the spots were the claw marks where. His face softened and he lowered me onto his arms and started stroking me. "Apology excepted." "Sire, the matter of the child." The witch tried to change the subject. "Do you wish me to perform a tracking spell?" "No need. I know where she is. And right now she is untouchable. Sinead and Eyolf will be protecting her." "Her parents Sire?" "Yes, but only in blood. Her brothers were the one that raised her. Which was one of the reasons I did not want them dead." "One Sire?" "Yes one." He said with irritation and warning in his voice. If she inquired further there would be consequences. "Pack your belongings witch. We leave for home." "Yes Sire."
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