wl changed its form. It was Thomas, a ghost from owl's family that Lady Marconda had sent to bring the snake-child to her. Albert could see only a shadow moving in the darkness. His grip on

fell down senseless with both

nt straight to the room where Melissa was sleeping. He lifted the child in his hands and laughed cunningly. Melissa woke

he ghost. “Our queen is eager

d herself. Thomas walked out and flew in the air carrying the child in his arms. Catherine ran after him crying and shouting. “Don’t’ take my child…” s

hat broke the silence. The fighter snakes have arrived there to perform their duty. The fire that Alpha had spitted had covered Thomas’s wings and legs. He was moaning madly, finding no option to get rid of the fire or the snakes that were not ready to miss t

finishing their work, Alpha, Poisy and Vipero returned

y of a child. She held her head high and looked around. Immediately her eyes fell on Melissa. Although it was a dark night, she was sure that it cou

ly right; it was Melissa – the apple of her eye. She kissed the child passionately a

sobbed. “O my Lord, had you not returned my

came out with a lantern and put it on the verandah. She then sprinkled some water from the container on Albert’s face and called him. “Albert! Come on.” she said repeatedly. She felt his nerve and chec

words, with her eyes closed. After a few minutes, she got up and started walking in the room impatiently, rubbing her hands together, wanting to hear about Thomas she had sent

she remarked to herself, m

ubstance in her hand. Having recited a few charm words, she threw all that into

uted in anger, gr

elf. Right then a sound of some bird flapping its wings came from outside and her eyes got fix

oting and sat close to her, right on

t happened?” she

sion.” the owl said flickering its eyes.

h. “I’m fed up with your ‘b

by the miraculous snake

The witch mumbled. “It is most certain that the snakes would sacrifice

ere appeared a face in the smokes which was no one else’s than the devil’s himself. It was uglier than a pig’s face with broad nostrils and two bended but pointe

tood up and bowed a

vil said to the witch. “It would be a

y defeat.” she told. She was not in a mood to sit

about what has happened till now.” The devil was trying to make her understand the situation. “D

I do?” she said ho

he child.” said the devil. “You need to meditate d

s were closed. She then bowed with both of her ha