All Chapters of Sanctum, his salvation: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Isabelle woke up with a splitting headache. When her eyesight cleared, she could see she was in a white room. It was like she was locked in a pure white box. She looked around for a door but there was noneHow did she get here if there was no door. She slightly remembered the ordeal she faced in the hands of the witches. She let out a muffled gasp. She must have been trapped in her mind by the witches. Glancing around the room, she wondered why her mind was empty. No object to embody her memories or personality. A small mirror suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was a small mirror that was elaborately designed to look like a flower. She instantly remembered it. It was the mirror she had disposed when she was much younger out of a frightful story that Lucia told her.

  Richard watched Isabelle being dragged into the deepest part of the dungeons. A part he never even knew existed. Isabelle was tied on a metal chair with leather straps that restricted her movement. The possessed girl shot him a look that made him shiver. The doors closed shut and with three locks, the door to Isabelle's cell was locked."We can't kill her yet if we don't know more on the prophesy." His father said as they walked out of the dungeon. Criminals of all kinds looked at him sinisterly each time they passed by them. Some cursing the king. Richard never knew the dungeon was so occupied. It was meant to be a dreaded place but somehow people always found a way to end up there.

"He's been taken by who?" The king thundered at the guards. With heads bowed, they answered him."He came... We don't know how... He just..." The guards stammered and the king could not make out a word they said."The name?" He roared."Lucas Blackwood." They answered, scared of what awaited them."The one accused with murder?" He asked to be sure. The two guards exchanged looks before answering."Yes, my Lord."

  The story went thus. When the witches grew, selling there soul and beauty for protection. Felix the first made a deal with an entity. His best soldiers were forced to sell their soul for a greater gift, antimagic. The battle became intense and the warriors known as the paladins became feared even more than witches but one day, they all disappeared. That was the tale but was that the truth.Lucas had a long hood shielding his face from the rain and hiding his identity. He was now a fugitive and more he was trapped. The king had sought soldiers to search and find him. Ahead of him lied his family's home, desolate. He knew they hadn't found his mother and even in his state, He wondered why. Everyone seemed to be minding their business after all it was famine. They hardly c

Flashback  Remora Juno held her stomach owing to the stinging pain that her body just felt.This could not be happening. Was one thing wrong with Raul. It had been a tradition for every high witch to bind her gifts to another to ensure the survival of the coven, in this case it was her. The powers of the high witch was now a part and parcel of her soul. It wasn't long before she realized what had happened, Raul was dead. Like reflex, she put her hand on her