Something in that voice gave Lex the certainty that it would happen, tonight. He didn't lie, he'd come to kill her. She pushed the curtain away from the bed with the rosary in her hand and faced the man.
All he saw was the warrior with long tousled dark hair and beard, his armor covered in blood, and the bloody sword in his hand.
Dark eyes scanned her as Lex knelt in front of him, slowly, and looked into his face, not really seeing the person, just what he meant.
"Warrior, then come and set me free. I can't stand being with the living anymore, if it's Heavenly will, set me free from my torment, I beg you."
She then closed her eyes and bowed her head, awaiting the coup de grace.
That didn't come.
Then Lex opened her eyes to face him and saw the warrior in the same spot, standing with his sword ready but still staring back at her.
