The female fae drags her towards the capital, beating and hurting her in the process, Poppy was pushed and pulled repeatedly like a sack, sometimes falling on the tiled floor in the process. She begged with tears in her eyes that she didn't mean it, it was a mistake but they wouldn't listen.
She caught the cold sight of other Fae people on them, they saw the dead body being carried by the dark male fae with them and wondered what must have happened and why was a human was in their mist. The woman continues to drag her till they got to a enormous gold but dark castle, across the bridge, the fae pushes Poppy as they cross the bridge, she lands with her face on the tiles, some were out of place and Poppy receives severe scratches across her face warm blood seeped out of the cuts but the Fae couldn't care, she grabs Poppy's hair with full force and pulls her up, Poppy screams in pain as she was still being dragged like an animal. They got to the castle and the female Fae said to the man, "Call the Queen and spread word, we have a guest that has a surprise for us!" while referring to Poppy sarcastically, the Fae nods storming into the castle. Poppy's hair was then pulled back with full force and she was dragged backwards, they walked forward a bit far from the back of the castle and to a small mountain with a big black door, the Fae opened it and they went inside.
There were stairs but Poppy couldn't see them as it was pitch black inside and the Fae walked faster than her, she pushed Poppy down the stairs with intentions to hurt her, Poppy rolled down the uneven, rocky old stairs and she fell with a thud on the ground, she was still trying to getting up when the fae gets there and pulls her up roughly. Poppy tries to beg for her life but the fae gave her a slap on her face, Poppy fell like she was an object and landed with force on the rough cold ground, she whimpers, crying out in pain as her own blood flows out of her mouth like water but the Fae could feel no pity for her.
She pushes Poppy into a cell with cold iron bars, Poppy falls again crashing unto the rough grounds, she could feel the stinging sensitation of her bruised and peeling skin and the aches in her head she looked up, tears welled her eyes and blurred her vision as she looked up to the Fae.
"Please! I'm begging you. I'm sorry I didn't mean to killed her it was a mistake!"
"No need to beg for your life human, you're dead already. Enjoy your last breaths!" her cold, vile voice cut through Poppy like a sharp knife into her guts, Poppy knew there was a smirk on her face even though it was dark, they enjoyed causing nothing but pain for lesser people. They were of course, nothing but cruel, cold creatures.
"You haven't seen cruel yet!" she said sarcastically to Poppy, she gasped in surprise, the Fae read her mind. "Wait until the Dark Lord has his hands on you, you'll know what cruel is! The vultures and Earth will reject your corpse once his done with you!" She spat at Poppy and left.
Poppy struggles to sit as her body ached everywhere, from the punches, pulls, pushes, scratches and slaps she received from the Fae woman, She hugs her knees close to her aching chest, not from the pains this time but from the worry and fears her family would feel if they don't find her, she thought of what she had done, killed a person. No not a person but a Fae! a female Fae!. By the Mother! she didn't mean to, how would she had known that it was a Fae that was underneath the hide of a wolf. If she had known she would have just jumped out of the way and even though it wasn't a Fae she didn't mean to killed it, she only wanted to perhaps frighten or injured it, and from the way she looked, she must have been an important person especially to this dark lord. Mother! she didn't want to die, she didn't want to! She knew it's her fault. Her stupid curiosity got her into this mess and now she's suffering it. She wept non stop till she couldn't open her eyes and slept off.
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Arminthe sat on the throne like the proud and bold Queen she was, observing the reports from the Dragon realm about the blight which had eaten a quarter of the provinces there, her brows furrowed a little bit as she read each and every line. She sighed to herself not wanting to read anymore as her fingers massage her temples in stress.
Knock! Knock!
"Who is that?!" she yells, in need of no stress at the moment.
"Your majesty it's seriously urgent!" the guard shouted at the back of the door. She got worried and went out of the throne room. She followed the guard who ran, it must be really serious she thought. The guard opened up a golden door at the end of the hallway and Arminthe stepped inside and...
GREAT GODS! TERISAN'S DEAD BODY!
Arminthe was in a shock! she didn't move, didn't talk as she observed her friend's corpse and the snow white arrow shot straight to where her hearts beat and where blood poured from. She could feel her eyes turn black, her blood boil and her claws forcing themselves out. The room grew too cold as her powers seeped out of her body with full force. The guard and blonde Fae who brought her shivered in fear of her great darkness.
"Who did this?!" she managed to say as she managed to calm herself down.
"A human, a female human." the blonde answered her, she turned her head to him.
"WHAT?!"