His Forbidden Mate

Chapter 1.

Stoneville. May 13, 1814.

"Grandma! The scrolls are shining! The walls are glowing but I can not tell the writings on the wall!" Clara cried out.

"What?" 94 years old Annabel spoke immediately and sprung from her seat.

"It stopped glowing immediately after I saw it and it suddenly disappeared!" Clara added.

"Those walls have not glowed in 7 decades now! What must it be?" She blurted out as a heavy lump rose in her throat.

She picked her staff and started walking toward the chamber. When she got there, she saw Clara by the door as she gave her a look.

"Let us see what the Progenitors have to say. I just hope it is good" she spoke and Clara felt fear grip her immediately.

When they got into the chamber, Annabel saw the scrolls glowing as she took one of them, she opened it and there were writings on the walls immediately.

Clara watched in terror as she wished that she could also read the writing on the scrolls and walls.

But she could only read it when her grandma, Annabel was dead and she would succeed her. For they can never be two scroll keepers.

Annabel kept her eyes glued to the wall as her facial expression changed immediately.

"What does it say?" Clara was agitated.

"There is a new prophecy! Prepare! We are going to meet the Queen! It is about her pregnancy!" Annabel, the keeper of the seven scrolls announced after reading the handwriting on the wall.

"What does it mean? What does the prophesy say?" Clara inquired.

"You have not been reading your manuals lately that is why you are asking me such questions! Scroll keepers are not allowed to announce a prophecy except in the presence of the council. I can not even say it to the Queen alone except in the Council, even if the prophecy is about her pregnancy!" Annabel tutored as she walked out of the chamber with Clara trailing at her back.

The doors of the chamber closed immediately after they left.

"But why can't you relay the message to the Queen first since the prophecy is about her?" Clara inquired.

"Because of political ambitions my dear. When you become the next scroll keeper, you would understand all this. Now stop bothering granny and go hit the giant bell! The council needs to gather before we arrive!" Annabel instructed as 16 years old Clara nodded and ran to the giant bell.

She held the rope that was connected to the bell and started dragging it as it gave a ringing sound. She did it three times and ran back to her grandma that was waiting for her.

"Now, let us go" she said as they walked out of the house with Clara locking the door after them.

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At the council meeting.

The black and witch witches were gathered as Queen Ursula sat on her throne, heavily pregnant. Lucas, the king sat next to her as he was visibly worried about the incoming prophecy.

All the council elders were visibly scared as they murmured and hoped that the prophesy be good.

"Why is Annabel taking so much time?" One of the elders who is a white witch spoke as they turned to look at him.

"Annabel is an old lady. We should pardon her and wait patiently. She summoned us here, and I believe that she would be here, anytime soon" King Lucas said as the hall became dead silent.

A royal attendant suddenly walked to the hall as he took a bow.

"Annabel, the keeper of the seven scrolls, is here" he announced and quickly left as Annabel was seen, walking with the aid of her stick with Clara, trailing at her back.

"Forgive an old lady for coming this late, my old feet can not carry me like they used to" she apologized and took a bow, Clara saw what her grandmother did and did the same.

"Annabel, you are welcome!" Queen Ursula spoke for the first time and she seemed calm.

"Thank you, my Queen" she bowed.

"My King" she bowed too and bowed at the council as she decided to start to the point as all eyes were fixed on her.

"There has been a prophecy and I believe that it is causing chaos because there has not been anything from our ancestors for 70 years now" she began as everyone listened attentively.

"But this prophecy has to do with the Queen" she announced as everyone gasped except the Queen who was still calm.

"Silent please!" One of the elders of the black witches spoke as the place slowly died down and the elder turned to Annabel who kept mute and was watching.

"Why does this prophesy say about the Queen?" He inquired.

Everything seemed strange to Clara as she was just watching what was happening.

Annabel glanced at the queen and smiled, the queen held no facial expression and she looked calm and fierce.

"Speak, Annabel!" The Queen commanded when Annabel hesitated.

"It has to do with the pregnancy!" She announced as the council started murmuring again.

Lucas and Ursula exchanged looks as they gaped back at Annabel who did not allow the murmur to die down as she began to speak.

When she started, the murmuring died down immediately.

"There are two nations in the Queen's womb" she said as Lucas smiled and turned to Ursula who smiled back at her.

"The Queen is going to have a set of twins? That is good news then!" An elder said as they began to cheer and clap.

"It is good news, yes, but there is something else" Anabel spoke as the cheers and claps died down.

"What is it?" An elder asked.

"The two nations are of a different race. A black stone, and a white stone. One to rule the day, and the other to rule the night! And both would wrestle for power and it would lead to more doom to Stoneville" She announced as one do the elders immediately sprung up from his seat and said.

"That is impossible! It has never been written in the history of the witches before!"

"A black and white witch in the Queen's womb? This is interesting!" Another mumbled under his breath.

"It is not impossible! My husband, Lucas, is a black wizard" The queen tried to remind them as the council chief of the white witch stood up to address the council.

"This is rare because something of this nature has never occurred before. Queen of the coven has always come from the White Witch origin. This might bring to the Coven. What would happen if the black witch comes out as the first twins?"

"It is all the Queen's fault! Queens have always chosen a husband from the white witch origin! But she decided to ignore the rule and break the laws! We have to do something about this!" A white which spoke.

The Queen still did not remark anything, neither did Lucas. They were just watching the elders fight over each other over their pregnancy.

"There is only one thing that has to be done!" The council witch spoke and the Queen quickly looked up at her.

Annabel knew that the prophecy would bring chaos and she hoped that they settled it amicably and do whatever it takes to avert the prophecy of doom.

"The black stone has to be killed!" The council chief announced as Ursula stood from her throne angrily and the chandeliers fell to the middle of the hall.

The glasses flew to all corners in the hall as every witch took cover, suspending the flying glasses with their magic so that it would not hurt them.

"Nonsense!" She finally spoke when her rage had died down.

"No one is terminating any of my stones. Whether black or white, I do not care! We from the lineage of royalty are people too. My ancestors married husbands that the council chose for them because of being able to produce the next queen. But for me, I married for love and I do not regret it. I have a choice too! I have a voice. All my life, I have been pushed around to do things and not to do some things because I am a queen. This time, it would not work because no one is killing any of my babies. You said I made a mistake for choosing Lucas as a husband, I did not remark that, but thinking of killing an innocent baby is what I would not tolerate! And I swear it, no one is killing any of my babies!" She announced aggressively as the place shook.

"Ursula, please calm down!" Lucas held her hand as she was breathing tensely now.

The council kept mute as they were still in shock at what her rage had caused and the drastic decision she was about to take.

"Did you hear what the scroll keeper said? There would be doom on all of us because they struggle to be Queen! You are going to risk the lives of an entire race because of one child?" One of the elders spoke and stood up immediately.

"There would be no doom and no one is getting killed, especially not my baby!" She blurted out.

"Do not do what we would live to regret and suffer for next generations to come!" Another white witch warned.

The black witches were not saying anything as they do not like the idea of killing one of their own, even if they were one. The motion, brought about by the white witches brought about sectionalization in their hearts.

"What if the white stone was delivered first? What if I trained them to love each other and..."

"Help! Please! Grandma is dying!" Clara spoke out in tears, cutting the Queen's speech as they quickly looked at her, holding Annabel who was lying in the pool of her blood.

The glasses from the chandelier that scattered on the ground, flew in her direction and hit her abdomen as she does not have magic to avert it.