The Legacy's Origin (Enduring Legacy, #1) by Dawn Brower & Enduring Legacy

Author:Dawn Brower & Enduring Legacy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: witch, tragic, suspense, drama
Publisher: Monarchal Glenn Press
Published: 2018-06-18T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

TWO WEEKS LATER...

Caitrìona, Sorcha, and Niall were dragged out of their cell and pushed out into the courtyard. The sun blinded Caitrìona, and she stumbled forward, hitting the ground hard. Pain had become a constant companion of hers in the hell she’d been subjected to, alongside her brother and sister. If she could’ve enacted a curse on the evil individuals who’d tortured them, she would.

“Get up, ye evil wicked witch,” Tamhas ordered. “Ye’ll not fool us in tae believing ye ever again. Ye will not pray tae yer evil master.”

Tamhas Gall was the only evil thing she was acquainted with, and she’d rather stab her own eyes out than worship him. Catriona slowly stood and met his gaze with as much defiance as she could muster, then spat in his face. She smiled for the first time in days at the horror that filled his features. He wiped the spit away and then glared at her.

“Ye’ll pay for that.”

“What can ye do tae me that ye haven’t already?” She laughed maniacally. “Are we not already sentenced tae die this day?”

“Cat, haud yer wheesht,” Sorcha said sharply.

“No, let her,” Niall said. “They might be about tae murder us, but we dinna have tae make it easy for them.”

Sorcha closed her eyes and a tear slipped down her cheek. Her usually lovely fiery red hair was dull and stained with dirt. They’d been tortured for days. If they confessed, they’d be spared a trial and their sentence carried out immediately. Their pain and suffering would end. Why not make their lives easier? Not one of the three siblings had bothered to reply to that tirade. They endured for reasons the likes of Tamhas Gall would never understand.

The longer Tamhas kept his attention on them, the more time Daniel and Ailis had to escape with the wee ones. None of them wanted what happened to Brian to befall the rest of their family. Poor Brian had been hit so hard he’d been dead before he hit the floor of the shop. The vicar had been a little too gleeful when describing how Sorcha’s husband died. By then, Sorcha was numb and had found a way to close her gift from being used. Otherwise, she’d have been tortured far greater than anything Tamhas could’ve done to her physically or otherwise.

“Yer ready tae return tae hell?” Tamhas asked. “I’ll be glad tae send ye there.”

Niall didn’t turn his gaze to him. The muscles in his cheek twitched, but he didn’t move an inch. He probably didn’t want to give Tamhas the satisfaction of realizing he’d hit a sore spot. Caitrìona couldn’t blame her brother. Spitting at Tamhas had felt good. The only thing better would be finding out this had all been a horrible nightmare.

“If I’m sentenced tae hell, then I’ll gladly wait until ye join me so I may witness the torture ye’ll find at the hands of the dark one,” Niall said.

“Have ye cursed me?” The color drained from Tamhas’s face.

“Nay,” Niall said.

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