Chapter 87

"Sooner or later she will be mine completely," I said to myself smiling after Eleanor had refused for me to touch her, I knew I had to be patient, so she could believe that I had her best interest in mind.

I sat on my chair replaying how my plan worked out perfectly a surge of pride coursed through my veins. The satisfaction of manipulating Eleanor, into believing King Derek killed her parents and took her memories. I couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph, knowing that I had finally gained the upper hand against King Derek.

I relish in the knowledge that my cunning tactics have succeeded in sowing seeds of doubt and mistrust in the mind of Eleanor, and I feel proud of the power I hold over King Derek, I was glad I didn't have to be involved with the witch, I did everything on my own It was a heady feeling, knowing that I am the puppet master, pulling the strings that shape their lives.

Thoughts of vengeance swirl in my mind, as I envision the downfa