Chapter 308 - 308

"You're rude." Kalis said

"You are rude too." 

"Yes but I don't need you. You need me." Kalis told him, making his blood boil. 

"About my favor." Allias said, returning his gaze to the other sister. "What do you want from me to make fulfill it?" he asked and again, just for s split second he thought he heard a cry. She shook his head again, surprised and his eyes searched through the room but the sound had disappeared again. Silak grabbed her book and smacked it on the table, staring at Allias with a smile. 

"Oh, nothing much" she responded. "Just a drop of your royal blood, your highness." 

Allias looked at her filled with confusion. His blood? What they could possibly use it for? The tall witch was expressionless staring right into his eyes, making the hairs at the back of his neck rise. Suddenly he felt incredibly cold and his eyes wondered at the window, looking at where his friends and lover were supposed to be. Something was terribly wrong, he simply couldn't get that out of his head. 

"My blood? For what?" He asked. 

"We have a collection you see. We gather the blood of many important people." Silak told him. It was as if her white eyes came to life, a shimmer on them. "We collect the blood of important people. Powerful creatures and you were a specimen we wanted to keep." She told him. He doubted that. He didn't believe a word these women told him, it was as if their tongues were dipped in lies. Nothing seemed natural in this place. A collection? Who would believe that?

"I don't really believe you." Allias stated, looking at both of them warily. He couldn't simply give out his blood, it could be used as a very powerful magic tool or even a means to harm him from far away. 

"Oh, we promise."Kalis hissed. "We won't be using it. A witch's word is unbreakable." She explained and the king swallowed a lump on his throat. Once again he heard that faint sound. A scream coming out of nowhere. He believed he could recognize the tone but it was so low he didn't know if he actually heard it at all or if it was just his anxious mind playing tricks on him. 

"Alright then." He agreed ignoring the sound. He wanted to get out of there as soon as he could with Mark and find the others. The more he remained in the dark cottage the more lost and insecure he felt. "I want you to bring my dead friend back. You've taken his body, so I think you already knew about it. I want you to bring him back to life and I will give you my blood." He said and Kalis stood up, almost seeming excited. 

She headed outside, the king could hear her footsteps in the corridor, as she was walking away and the creaking sound of an old door opening. He didn't turn back, he was scared to so he simply looked at the other sister who was sitting on her armchair humming an old song. 

"You know, death is tricky. Sometimes we think we want to defy it and we do it with...different means just to realize what we got back was not what we asked for." Silak said. She had a faint smile on herips, her fingert entwined, resting on her lap as she spoke. Allias immediately realized what she meant, he wasn't stupid after all. That what one thing he had been worrying about, the fact that Mark would return and they would get something else.

"You're telling me that my friend won't be the same." Allias stated and she nodded.

"I can't really guarantee how things go but that is a possibility." She told him when he heard Kalis return. She walked in front of him holding a long sharp black dagger with a blue gem on its handle. It sparkled as a small ray of light landed on it and she, without a warning grabbed his hand, forcing him to open his palm. "Sister, you're scaring him again." She said but the tall woman ignored her. She placed the knife on his skin, opening a big rip where she drew blood from. Crimson and warm, Allias' life essence spilled from his body and landed right into a small vile the witch had with her. The drops of blood landed fast and the king had hissed when the cold blade had ripped his skin. She closed his hand, forming a fist so the blood would leave faster. After a while the vile was almost full and the witch sealed it with a green lid, letting the rest of his blood fall to the ground. 

"You can take your friends body." Silak instructed him. "Go back to the palace and place this..." She said and opened his palm. She was holding the doll her sister previously had in her hands. It was small not even the size of his whole hand and rough, made from old fabric, like they one they used on sacks and hey. Small edges prottruded from every side. The doll had red hair and brown eyes, just like Mark, he noticed while he examined it with his eyes. "....on food of his heart. It will take from one to three days. He will wake up then and be human once more." She told him.

"So I just put it on top of his heart? Nothing else?" He asked just to make sure he didn't miss anything important about the procedure. Silak nodded with a smile and her sister finally decided to sit down, letting the blood vile on the table, next to the big cube. 

"You are correct. That is all you need to do. Quite an easy trick to bring back the dead. Don't ask us how it's done though, I bet you don't want to know." She told him with a sneaky grin and Allias frowned. Yes, he really did not wish to know how they did it. It looked simple that was true but he was sure something disgusting his behind it. 

"Leave now. We are done" Kalis said rudely and Allias' honestly couldn't wait to get out of there. He had stayed in long enough, he would go back to the room and pick up Mark. Then he would looked for Theseus and the others. That was his plan.

"Thank you." He said, not really meaning it and turned around, walking towards the door when happened to hear that scream again. His hand was on the handle when he froze. This time he could hear it clearly, the sound of someone calling his name. It wasn't just anybody though, it was Theseus. His green eyes widened and he gripped the handle so tightly it broke, turning into dust. He turned around, his eyes filled with hatred as he spoke.

"Where are my companions?" He asked the witches.