40. Cry and despair

The coachman practically flew the carriage to Beadnell and back to the haunted castle; the night fell very heavily and without a hint of compassion for our situation; the time was indifferent to our concerns; and the moon was there as promised; it was round, white, ethereal, full and luminous. The moon was there, hanging in the sky, exuding its cruel beauty as if it wanted to mock me, as if it wanted to say that there was nothing I could do, everything was already doomed by it, and we would all die for it.

“Go faster, please. We don't have much time." I asked the coachman with a desperate look, banging the front wall of the carriage to make him hurry up. Outside, the world passed me by as if in a blur, not even a train at high speed could compare to the speed at which this carriage was now going. The horses next to the coachman were not humans, so they were exerting a supernatural force to make the carriage run so fast, but unfortunately, I felt that this was insufficient.

At that moment it was very likely that Lucca was already turning into a werewolf in that damn cell in front of everyone, thus terrorizing the entire city. And I couldn't do anything to help because those children playing in the Moretti vineyard needed me. As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the haunted castle, I hurriedly got out and ran into the castle, holding on to the skirts of my dress so I wouldn't trip over the fabric and fall.

"My lady, you took so long. Where is Mr. Lucca? It is very dangerous to be in the citadel while the moon is so cehis today." My maids greeted me with a reprimand as soon as I entered the castle, but I didn't give them much of an explanation because I had a mission to accomplish.

"Where is Gorgoh? Please take me to him. I need to alert him to reinforce the guard in the castle's basement so as not to let Atwood escape." I asked desperately, going up the stairs with the intention of going to the alien humanoid's room, but before I actually started going up the stairs, I heard the voice from him.

"Too late, ma'am. I tried to stop it, but the evil earl freed Atwood." My heart almost froze immediately as I heard what the alien revealed, I slowly turned my face towards him with my eyes wide in shock.

"What…?" That couldn't be true.

"I really tried to stop it, but the Count exerts a hold on all of us, the prisoners of this place, so I couldn't do anything but just watch." He confessed, looking shaken, his two little antennae that adorned his forehead were pointing downwards now demonstrating his state. In his spirit, my maids were also in a similar situation, sadly dejected. No one could really have done anything to stop my sick father-in-law from committing that barbarity.

"Unbelievable!" Suddenly a fury took me, I held tightly to the skirts of my long dress and ran up the stairs to my father-in-law's office. I opened the door to his office without asking permission, I was so angry that the last thing I thought of at the moment was having good manners.

"But what insolence is this?" The thin, runt man spoke, getting up from his chair behind his office desk, abandoning his paper and pen for the moment. "What do you think you're doing coming into my office like that?"

I fearlessly approached him with an impetuous air. "Why on earth did you release the werewolf Atwood on the night of a full moon?" I asked with a sharp look, he had the courage to laugh with a manic expression and say.

"There was a pest in my grape fields, you know. Nasty little mice stealing what's mine, so I let my pet dog out to devour the mice." He sat back down in his chair, his stringy hair parted in the middle and his lab coat always gave him a sinister look.

"They're children, they're humans!" I screamed in anger at his words. "You intentionally released the werewolf to kill those children, you monster!" I threw those words at him, but it seemed like nothing I said would make him feel guilty, he laughed lightly and said.

"For someone who is the wife of a monster much worse than me, you don't seem to be in the place to judge me." He smiled with a Machiavellian air, it was at that moment that I heard the high-pitched screams of children coming from the direction of the vineyard, and soon after, a wolf howl. "Oh, it looks like my dog ​​is doing his job very well." Then he started laughing heartily as if he was having a really fun night. I didn't have time for that, I immediately left that office and ran to try to do something.

"What a disgusting man, he says we are monsters, but he is the worst of us."

"His soul is rotten."

"How I want to stick a dagger in his heart." The creatures accompanying me were commenting as I ran to the stable. "What do you intend to do?" They asked me and I shook my head feeling useless.

"I don't know, I just know that I will do anything to save those children." I spoke with certainty of that in my heart.

"Unfortunately we can't do anything, we can't even go through the castle door without the count giving us permission. We can't help." One elf explained sadly and the others agreed with their heads down.

"It's okay, what matters is that you wanted to do something." I said approaching Pegasus, my husband's horse. He was the only horse I'd ever galloped since I'd gotten to this place, so I was counting on him to help me.

"Wait, ma'am. Are you going alone? Where's Lucca?" They questioned worriedly, I sighed sadly.

"Lucca couldn't come with me, he was imprisoned in Morpeth; so I'm the only one who can do this job."

"But that's not right, you're still a human. You won't be able to fight a werewolf in action who is out of it, you could die." They warned me worriedly, but I had no choice, I was going to save those children despite the many dangers that haunted me.