Helanie:
"Come on. We have to go listen to your mother's hearing," I urged, tugging onto Emmet's shoulder.
"We've called the alphas and the council. We're finally putting Darcy behind bars and giving her the punishment she deserves," I added. It had been decided she'd be tried in front of everyone. Everyone was upset. So was I. But Emmet, to me, looked like a wreck.
"I never spend time with them," he muttered, clenching his fist.
"It's all right. It's not your fault. You were trying to keep them at arms length to not have to worry about forgetting another set of beloved siblings," I comforted him.
"I was scared of forgetting them, I never wanted to admit that. I had no idea I'd ever be free of the curse. It was painful to think they'd grow close to me and then I'd have to say goodbye. I just don't know what to do now," he said, breaking down again. I hugged him instantly, giving him comfort.
"Come on, let's go. Wherever they are, they're at peace now," I uttered, taking his hand and helping him up.
Darcy didn't even care about their curses, it was just a thought of winning for her that mattered. She didn't seem to realize that even if the curse hadn't killed them, the infections and injuries from the last few weeks would have. We were finally going to watch Darcy get the bitter, poisonous fruit of her crimes.
We walked toward the garden, where the remains of the gray woman lay. She had turned to dust, but it was murky and foul-smelling. No wonder she was a terrible woman. The warriors gathered her dust, boxed her remains, and planned to put them in the museum, a warning to anyone who plays with magic and other people's lives.
Emmet gave me a quick nod, then looked at Larry as Vonstan fixed his posture in front of her.
"Larry, you'll face eternal agony and a prison worse than hell for the rest of your life," he said. Larry nodded, looking far more ashamed than Darcy. Darcy still looked like she couldn't understand why she was here.
Larry would be sent to a prison, the same one where prisoners are burned until they can no longer take it. The punishment is paused just long enough so they don't die. Once they heal, it starts again, over and over.
After twenty years, they'll decide if Larry is eligible to go free. But let's be real, Larry won't survive twenty years. Most people only last five at most under that kind of torment. And I'm sure they'll never actually let him out. That promise of release is just bait, so he doesn't end his own life.
"Now onto Darcy, the seductress, homewrecker, serial killer and a crazy evil woman," as Vonstan mentioned her such say, all the alphas that had come to watch her sentencing started to nod their heads.
They were also broadcasting the sentencing.
"What? I'm innocent. I lost my babies. How can you tie a mother to a tree who has just lost her babies?" she wailed.
No one looked sad for her. That only made her grunt louder.
"How could you all be so heartless? You want to punish me when all I want is to attend my children's funeral?" she cried, louder this time. Everyone just stared and shook their heads.
"What?" she snapped angrily.
"It doesn't matter what you want," Vonstan hissed, frowning and almost gasping. "Leaving you out in the open has already made others suffer so much. We cannot do it again. We cannot set you free."
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