Thread: The Witch and the Alchemist (closed)

Dorelia was terrified. There was no other way to put it. The witch was simply scared almost out of her mind. That feeling was buried though, if she let it through then it would have affected her ability to speak and her life depended on her speaking ability. Her heart pounded fast in her chest as the judge began to speak. She was ready to apologies for saying what she had about Father Justin, it seemed like he still thought that she was offending the man by saying that he had been wrong about her. There was no winning this, either he was wrong and she was hated or he was right and she was killed. She wasn??t strong enough to use her magic to get away yet so she had to play by their rules. Her eyes widened in shock and delight when he said that he agreed. She was so happy she could have kissed the judge but of course that would have been too scandalous and would have likely gotten her into more trouble. Father Justin would say something ridiculous like they were romantically involved and that swayed his decision. Even without her doing anything the father was still insisting that she had done something. She looked at him slightly offended. As if I needed an enchantment to win against you . She thought to herself, when really she thought that she should have if she had more time. However she tried to hold it a small chuckle escaped her when the priest was thoroughly spanked at his attempts to go over the judge??s head or accuse him of not thinking clearly. She noticed the softness in his gaze when the judge looked at her and she decided that if he lived here then she would bake him cookies... well... when she got good enough at baking not to burn them. The vote however brought back all of her fears. Even if she had swayed one man she needed to sway a whole town. She turned to the people when the vote was called, her fear now clear. Yet when she saw the way the vote went her fear vanished into the form of a smile. She watched the Priest skate away without a word, she had been hoping to sway him but it seems like that would be impossible. He was no doubt the reason these people were so superstitious. But everyone was getting up to leave and she could not help but smile. She was safe. For now she would actually be safe. She could hardly believe that for once she could actually be safe. She watched the people of the town come forwards to give their support. She thought that the fact that she had been raped meant that people would want her even less but it seemed to gain their support. She was almost thankful to the men that did this to her. It seems that the rape managed to save her life. When Landon got her attention she smiled weakly, her weariness taking over. She let him help her stand, smiling the whole time. ??I did it.? She told him quietly. She let Abigail help her walk and was happy for the coat to cover the blood and the nightgown from the eyes of the people. Despite the pain that she felt from her wounds and the guilt from staining the night gown that she had been given, though the blood was fresh and a talented woman might be able to clean it, she could not help but smile. She looked from one to the other and then she smiled at Landon. ??I did it.? She said happily, though her voice was quiet from weakness. ??I??m safe..... I??m free...? then she even let out a small laugh, ??I??m alive.... I got through the trial alive...? she said happily, though her happiness was short lived. All of the activity was bad for her already bleeding back, not to mention her heart pounding and the fact that she had been supporting herself the entire time. All of this was too much. When she crossed the threshold of the hospital she passed out form blood loss. If Landon didn??t act fast then she might not wake up.