Chapter 86 - The Ritual Ceremony

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After they finished horse riding and eating their last meal together, the women finally bid goodbye to each other in Helen's bedroom.

"Goodbye my friend," Helen said, her eyes shimmering with tears.

Amara sighed deeply. "Take care of yourself and take care of Amber for me," she said.

"I will!" Helen replied.

Amara hugged Helen goodbye.

A few minutes later.

Amara wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'm going now..." she said sadly.

Fat tears rolled on Helen's face. "Goodbye," she replied softly, fighting the urge to stop her hero from living. Amara has been like a sister to her, the sister that she can never have. "Thank you for saving my life..."

Amara smiled and patted Helen's head affectionately. "Find a boyfriend again, get married and have kids. Then think of me once in a while..." she said.

Helen nodded her head. "I will!"

"Bye, friend!" Amara said and waved her hand goodbye.

A few seconds later, Amara vanished from the room.

...

Amara landed in the living room at the Hillsraine Grove Mansion.

Leera was pacing back and forth on the floor during that time, anxious why the princess has not returned yet. She was sporting a worried expression on her face. When the princess materialized in the living room, huge relief washed over her. She looked at Amara. "Where have you been, Princess!?" she asked anxiously.

Amara sighed. "I went to my friends house and bid them goodbye," she explained. "Stop worrying now, I'm already here!" she said.

"Princess, you may go now to your room and wear the white dress that I especially prepared for you for the ritual. The ceremony will start thirty minutes from now. But you need to lie down on the table because the medicine will take a few minutes to fully activate in your body in order for you to die peacefully and feel nothing afterward," Leera stated.

"Okay, I got it!" Amara replied with a nod of her head and climbed the stairs, heading to her room upstairs.

When she entered her room, the white satin dress was already in the bed. She discarded her clothes and quickly donned the satin dress. She looked at herself in the mirror. "Goodbye self!" she murmured and tried to block the tears from falling on her face. "You can do it!" she convinced herself a dozen times.

She took a deep breath and bid goodbye to her room. "Bye, room!"

Nothing to say anymore.

No more tears to cry.

Time to say goodbye to her brief life on earth.

She walked towards the door and exited the room. She strolled in the hallway, wearing a calm expression on her face.

She descended the stairs, Leera was already waiting for her at the foot of the stairs.

When her feet landed on the floor, she looked at Leera and asked, "Where are my cousins?"

"They're already in the chapel. Time for us to go there," Leera replied.

"Okay, let's go," Amara replied calmly.

The women exited the house, walked on the path leading to the back of the house, going to the location of the chapel.

When they arrived there, Amara's cousins were already praying silently to their ancestors in heaven. The whole place was solemn, lighted with candles in every corner.

Amara can already smell the stench of death floating in the air.

The two women proceed to the altar.

Amara saw Rhett lying unconsciously on the long table, his chest moving up and down, which means he's very much alive. "I'm sorry, Rhett," she murmured to herself.

Leera looked at Amara. "Princess, go to the table now so that you can drink the medicine," she ordered in a gentle voice.

Amara walked to the table that was decorated with white flowers on every side and sat upon it.

Leera picked up the glass on the table nearby and handed it to Amara. "Princess, drink the whole content of this glass. It will put you into a deep sleep. Afterward, darkness will envelop your senses putting you to sleep for eternity," she said.

Amara accepted the glass and gulped the content of the glass in one go. She handed the glass to Leera and lie down on the table. She looked at Rhett's face for a long time. "I'm sorry..." she said.

She suddenly feel sleepy... her eyelids feel heavy and her eyes closed automatically on their own. Her mouth let out one final deep sigh before darkness envelop her senses and she fell into the deep void of darkness putting her soul to rest.

Leera began praying at the altar, reciting ritual words that she's the only one who can understand. Her prayers lasted for twenty minutes.

Then she left the altar and went to the table. Two women stepped forward and assisted the Priestess by holding the bowl where the blood of Amara and Rhett will be mixed thoroughly and drink by everyone that attended the ritual ceremony.

They all believed that drinking the blood of the chosen ones can increase their mortality rate and the future generation.

The women handed the sharp knife in the Priestess's hands, time for the blood to flow from the hands of the chosen ones.

The Priestess grasped the knife tightly and the others hold the wolf's hand. She cut the skin of Rhett's palm. Fresh blood oozed from the cut and trickled into the bowl.

Twenty minutes later, she repeat the process on Rhett's other hand.

One woman clean the cut on Rhett's hand and applied medicine to stop more blood from coming out on the cut, then she wrapped a cotton cloth around it.

After they finished harvesting Rhett's blood, they went to Amara and repeat the same process. Amara's hands were now starting to get cold to touch, her pulse nonexistent, and she was no longer breathing, she's already dead.

Half an hour later, they already finished harvesting the blood from the chosen ones.

The Priestess put the bowl on the table and mixed the blood well with a spoon. She picked up the bottle containing a special ingredient to improve the taste of the blood and added it to the bowl.

Done... she brought the bowl to the altar and offered another prayer to their ancestors and Gods in heaven.

Ten minutes later.

A ray of light suddenly appeared from above the chapel, passing through the roof, enveloping the bowl of blood with an azure blue hue for a few minutes.

Then the light was gone suddenly.

The Priestess looked at the women. "Time to receive the gift of life from our ancestors and Gods in heaven. Fall in line for your turn," she ordered.

The women rose to their feet and fall in one line.

The Priestess began feeding two teaspoons of blood into the women's mouth.

The Priestess was the last one to ingest the blood of the chosen ones.

Fifteen minutes later.

The ritual ceremony was over.

"Put Princess Amara's body in the coffin now!" Leera ordered.

The women gently placed Amara's body inside the coffin.

Then they left the chapel, forming a procession, heading towards the area near the woods where the clan's cemetery can be found.

The women were carrying torches and candles to light their way to the cemetery.

A few minutes later, they finally reached their destination.

A freshly dug grave was already waiting for Amara's body.

The women gently lowered Amara's coffin into the grave.

The Priestess began reciting prayers for their beloved departed Princess Amara who willingly sacrificed her life to prevent the extinction of their clan.

Done with her prayers, she throws a white rose into the coffin. The women followed suit and dropped all kinds of flowers into the coffin.

"Goodbye Princess, thank you for your great sacrifice," Leera said.

The women chanted... "Goodbye Princess, thank you for your great sacrifice!"

The coffin was now covered with flowers of different colors.

The Priestess and the women recited another prayer for their beloved princess who sacrifice her life for the longevity of their clan.

A few minutes later.

The Priestess opened her eyes and looked at the coffin. "Cover the grave now!" she ordered.

The women picked up their shovel and began putting back the freshly dug earth into the grave, completely covering the coffin in no time.

Leera took a deep breath. "The ritual ceremony is over. Let's go back to the mansion," she said.

"Yes, Priestess!" the women responded in chorus.

Leera looked at the two women on her right. "Bring the wolf back to the basement! That will be his resting place starting today and onward," she commanded.

"Copy, Priestess!" two of the women assigned to Rhett replied in unison.

Twenty minutes later.

Leera and her entourage returned to the mansion and addressed the women. "Make sure the wolf's room in the basement is clean and comfortable. I want to give him the best place to live because he will be the father of our future generation..." she said.

"Yes, Priestess!" the women replied.

"One week from now, we will have a raffles on who will be the first to sleep with the wolf. So get ready, girls!" Leera said.

"Priestess, I have a question..." one of the women came forward.

"What is it?" Leera asked.

"What if the wolf won't make love to us?" the woman asked.

"Well, if we used the sex pheromones, he won't be able to say no especially if the person he sees in front of him is his lover Sabrina. He won't be able to refuse to do the deed with us, I'm sure of that!" Leera replied.

"Thank you, Priestess! We will do anything and everything for the longevity of our clan," the women said in chorus.

"Good! You may go now to your room and retire for the night. See you tomorrow, girls!" Leera said.

"Good night, Priestess!" the women replied in unison.

Leera watched the women climb the stairs. She walked to the end of the hallway and entered the room where the door leading to the basement was located. She descended on the stairs leading to the basement.

She wants to see the wolf before she will go to sleep in her room tonight. She wants to make sure that he's in a good condition and the girls take good care of him according to her instruction.

She just wants to make sure that his bed is comfortable and his room is clean.. Above all, she wants to see his handsome face that captivated her heart the first time she saw him outside the cave.

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