Dark Love

Part 57

It was almost midnight when the two princes finally returned to the dorm room. Saera had thankfully released herself from the wall by then and lay tucked away in her bed waiting. She narrowed her gaze on a spot on the ceiling as she heard the sounds of the door opening and the princes striding in. No doubt hoping to see her weeping ready to fall at their feet.

Instead the trap she constructed lay in wait. Her eyes glimmered in relish over what was to unfold.

"Where is she?" Svennett's dark voice spelt out the severity of her transgression in daring to free herself before they deemed it acceptable.

"How did she get loose? She's taken her boyfriend with her." Darr's aggressive tones brought a smirk to her lips as she laid there listening, invisible to their naked eyes.

"She's done something strange. Do you feel it," muttered Darr suddenly, as he stepped closer to her bed staring at it but still not seeing and then sniffing but not scenting. Saera's grin widened with anticipation.

"We have to find her," declared Svennett, surprising her into sitting up. She frowned at him in consternation. They could not, that would ruin everything. "How long will you be?" He asked Darr, already striding towards the bathroom passing by her bed. Her grin returned.

"Give me ten minutes and I'll be ready." Darr moved off to his closet space and shuffled through it before pulling out a fresh change of t-shirt and jeans. He started to strip next and that was her cue, the trap sprung as soon as his briefs hit the floor. Invisible cuffs encircled his wrists and ankles and when he moved to shout out the alarm, another encircled his throat - tight enough to block out speech. A moment later and he was strung up right above her bed.

Saera turned her attention to the bathroom door knowing Svennett would emerge from it soon. He did. With nothing but a towel wrapped about his waist. She clicked her tongue at the sight of that. The towel would have to go. In that short moment of contemplation and Svennett was up right there beside Darr.

Saera sighed with satisfaction. A flick of her wrist taking care of the unwanted towel. Then there they were her princes in the nude. Strung up for her enjoyment.

"Your mother's didn't warn you? You should know better than to prod a witch into action. She always gives back two fold." She stared into the furiously searching eyes of first Darr and then, Svennetts'.

But Darr was a little more skilled than his counterpart. He managed to croak out a sound. A sound that sounded mysteriously like it said,"How did you do it? Escape?" Saera merely shrugged, "Wouldn't you like to know." But Saera had learnt the importance of the elements of surprise and was not about to lose it just because she couldn't keep her mouth shut.