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Dec 15, 2019 7:46 AM
Storms and Wisterias in Argentum
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He hms and then turns to Isa. "You can confirm this?"

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"Yes. Their request for a child was denied." She glares at Lora. "I informed them that they should try again in a decade and we would review their circimstances then..."

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A voice sounds clear amongst the standing crowd. "What family line is the mother from?"

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Isa responds without hesitation. "She's Malcolm Hawke's child." The crowd mumurs in response. "First generation."

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The man steps forward into the light, close to Lora. "And does she speak?"

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The guards stepped back from her, and she couldn't resist the punch she gave one. Her knuckles cracked along with his face. It was a small victory, and the next would be rescuing her daughter from these monsters. 

"She does, when her head isn't otherwise occupied," she says. 

Lora grabs Anders' hand. Whatever happens next she wasn't letting go. Of her husband or her daughter. 

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"Are you a witch?"

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"No."

If he was looking for a reason to keep her alive, there wasn't much, Lora thought. 

Fine. If he was decided which of them should live, let it be Anders. Lora will happily die for her family. 

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There was a stone in Anders stomach suddenly. A pit of dread. He realised what Nicodemus was doing. 

"It was my fault. I made her keep Lorie. Lora wanted nothing to do with it," Anders said, moving in front of Lora. 

 

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He ignores Anders. "And the child? Did she inherit the fathers witchcraft?"

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"My power is to wound. I can create any physical injury."

Why was her voice so shaky?

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"Interesting. Has she recieved training?" He asks Isa.

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"Yes. She shows great potential for one so young."

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A wave of relief hits Klara. They wouldn't kill the girl for the sins of her parents. The Council valued witches much to much for that. But the parents... she can see where this is going.

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He stares at Lorie intently for several moments and then smiles. "Please continue."

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"No-" Lora starts, about to turn on Nicodemus, but guards pull her back immediately. Worse, they tug her away from Anders. She tries to cling onto his hand, and can feel how bruising his grip is as he tries the same. 

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He turns to Lora. "Be still."

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Lora's arms go slack at her sides. Her legs stop struggling against her guards. She can't move. Only her face betrays her anger, frozen in fury. 

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Anders had heard about Nicodemus' power. Everyone had. 

But to see the love of his life, usually full of furious energy, go still enough she didn't even need guards, that was enough to make his knees go weak with despair. 

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"Thank you, Nicodemus. Now, I believe it's time for the vote. Unless the accused has anything else to say in their defence?"

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Lora moans.

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"Nicodemus, if you could?"

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"You may speak. Otherwise, do not move."

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"Anders, you're the love of my life."

"Lorie, sweetheart, I love you."

"And the Council. Go fuck yourselves, you monsters."

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"That is all?" He looks amused. "Do not speak any further."

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