Rachel moved into a more comfortable position, the room spinning around her. She barely heard Elizabeth's question, mumbling something about curiosity as Jacob brought Tabitha in. Tabitha perched daintily on the chair. "I want you to fuse my will and the girl's. I know it's dangerous dear, but if I want to change the leadership of this country, I'll have to do it to them too."
Rachel looked up at Jacob fearfully, towering above her. The chill in her chest expanded throughout her body, causing her to shake. She could hardly move; fighting was far out of the question. Elizabeth had been good with the binds too. Whatever happened now was not of her choice.