Vivian stared at the body that laid on the ground which now was being carried by the two guardsmen who had brought him in. The man named Abel, a fellow councilman just bowed his head with a smile on his lips before his eyes fell on her, meeting her eyes before the gaze broke away for him to turn around and take the body along with him and the guards.
"Help me."
The man's plea rang in her head which brought in a cold chill down her spine. She had always believed that the council was the most level headed people, nice and someone who helped others but this. Vivian had no words. Her superior had killed the man once he had gone rampage without blinking his eyes. Servants came in to, cleaning the blood and removing the evidence of what had been done making her wonder how many other people had died in this courtroom where everyone appeared as if no one had been killed in front of their eyes.
