Interrogation Backfire

The Witchtrials

Chapter 3:

Interrogation Bac kfire 

"I have no idea what you are tal king about, sir. My sister and I never leave the house unless we have to, we are very secluded, it is our choice" Godwin told the guard in charge.

"We are just trying to investigate what has caused these, usually tame creature to turn feral. We've had eyes on you for a while, we have our suspicions that it is you who was behind it" the guard replied.

"Unless you have critical evidence, I suggest you leave us be" Melinda said and turned her bac k on the guards.

"Actually. We found a vial. One similar to the vials you sell at your mar ket. This, I believe, is the evidence you were referring to" the guard standing between the interrogater and the doorman, stated.

"We sell a lot of our remedies, sir. Those could be used vials by customers. You have no idea if it were us ot not!" Godwin said in frustration.

"You realise. His Majesty, James does not favor liars. In fact, it is punishable by death. Now I suggest you cough up  what we want to hear or face severe investigation" said the interrogator, he stood and wal ked to the door, put his blac k hat with red trimming on his head, put his sword bac k around his waist and wal ked out the door, his fellow guards in tow.

Melinda turned sharply to her brother "I told you to discretely get rid of those potions, Godwin. Where did you stash them?!" she shouted.

"Sister, be calm. I placed them on the grass of the farms up beyond the hills... where the chic kens roam" he said and buried his head in his hands.

"Loo k, it's a simple mista ke. We can't afford exposure, especially not here." Melinda said and continued "His Majesty, or so Agnes Simpson told me, is loo king for witches... for trials" Melinda finished.

"What are you doing tal king with Agnes Simpson, she is nothing but trouble. Remember what she did with the goblins?" Godwin said and shoo k his head. He wal ked over to the sin k and washed his face and hands whilst Melinda poured some of her potato broth into a bowl for him.

"How is Anne  keeping?" Melinda as ked and brought over two slices of bread she had bought that day.

"She is fine, as always. Her and I are going to ta ke a little wal k to the woods later this evening. Just for some time alone" Godwin said and Melinda sighed with a smile.

"That is romantic, Godwin. And I'll be fine. I have an order of Boil cures to procure tomorrow as well as wor k on a spell that can give Bea kie, the griffin more energy to fly, so he doesn't get restless in the air.

-WIP