“I won’t do it! I can’t! You said step three would be easier than the first two.” “What do you mean it’s not easy? It should be a piece of cake for you. You have to remember we sent you here on a mission. This is how you prove your worth. We’re all counting on you Eleanor.” I really wish she’d stop telling me that. It’s bad enough I have all this pressure on me, but now learning what step three entails, I can’t even function. ”I know that mother. But there has to be another way.”, I plead with her. “Eleanor there is no other way. This is how we get our power back. They have to pay for what they took from us. You’ve gone this far, just one more step and it’s all ours. Besides, you don’t actually love that foolish prince do you?” “No! Of course not!”, I urgently answer. “Then I don’t see what the problem is Eleanor. The last step to gaining the covens magic again is to kill any and all living heirs to the family. Your prince has to go whether you love him or not!” “I don’t love him ! And I don’t care if he dies.How many times do I need to tell you that?” “Then what’s stopping you Eleanor? If you don’t love him, then why haven’t you done it already?” I try to deflect the question by asking another, “Why does every living heir have to die in order for us to gain our magic back?” “Because Eleanor, our magic is tied to their blood. As long as they have living humans on this earth we remain dormant. We have to break that hold by ending their bloodline. We’re one person away from it. It has to be you Eleanor to finish it.” The fate of our coven rests in my hands. They’re looking to me to complete the mission in order to gain back the magic they once stole from us. There’s only step three to complete and we’ll have our power back. I need to end the bloodline. I tell my mother what she wants to hear,“Fine I’ll do it. I’ll kill him tonight. And then what happens?” “You leave the rest to us Eleanor. Just do what you need to and we’ll be waiting at the entrance to the castle.” So it shall be done. I’ll poison him the same way I poisoned his parents. Their subjects didn’t suspect anything then and they won’t this time either. The plan is set, my mother and the coven believe that tonight their power will return to them. Only it won’t. After slipping the poison to Prince Charming I never met them at the entrance. They came storming in once they heard the yelling and found the prince dead with a letter written in a language only my mother knew how to read. It read: “Mother, before entering into this year long mission you told me “to just do what I need to do” in order to be successful. That’s exactly what was done. I did what I had to in order to gain the trust and love of this prince. I did what I had to. But now I can’t. I won’t destroy and kill their last living heir. Because she’s not born yet. I’m with child, which means their bloodline won’t end with the prince. It will only end with her. But I can feel how special she is and I love her and know she can be the key to giving us our magic back. Please do not hate me for this, but I need to run away and start a new life in hopes to one day return. I hope you’ll understand why I’m doing this. My love for this unborn child Is strong and I know you know that same feeling all too well. I promise I’ll get our magic back but for now I need to protect my baby Ophelia. Please forgive me. Until we meet again, Eleanor “