Chapter 35

Up in her room, with a snoring Goshen sprawled on her bed, Isobel packed a bag. Her mother harangued her the entire time.

"You can't just go off with that boy. Alone. Without a chaperone. What will people think?"

"They'll think we're in the twenty-first century and that it's perfectly normal. Really, Mother, it's not like I can screw him the moment we set foot out of this house. Or did you forget about your spell?" She glared at her mother, still not having forgiven her for placing a magical chastity belt on her.

Mother, of course, tried to justify her actions. "You would have never known it was there if you'd not attempted to fornicate out of wedlock."

"It's medieval and wrong. Take the spell off."

"No."

"I won't have you controlling my life this way."

"I can't take it off. The spell can only be broken one way. And had you not run off from your wedding, it wouldn't be an issue."