Devastated

TRIGGER WARNING: The loss of unborn babies.

Please skip this chapter if the scene is triggering for you. Writing this chapter is very hard for me too.

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"Get out of my room, Leland," Isolde curtly said. "I have places to be."

"Where are you going?" Leland asked and desperation was evident in his tone. "Did you bury the antidote somewhere else before coming here? Did you hide it outside of the castle? Somewhere else? Frisia?"

"How many times do I have to get it through your thick skull that I don't have the cure?" Isolde snapped at him. "If I did, I would have also gone through what you said and used it to obtain power, but I didn't, right?"

Leland stared at her helplessly and threw Isolde's bag against the wall. Frustration ebbed within him as he stared coldly at his mother. "You're going to run away, aren't you?"