William pov contd
There was something in her eyes that were telling me that she was not just assuming. As if she had seen that. She had witnessed the river of blood she was talking about. Yet my mind was not ready to believe in something that was impossible. Yet I could not avoid the feeling that was creating a wild sensation in me that all the hair of my blood stood up. Her eyes were frenzy, and the calmness and smirk she had on her face, despite talking about death, was unnerving.
"You are exaggerating little bird, Gerard is powerful, but he is not crazy. He is just hungry for power." Though I assured her, my words were failing to convince me too.
"And you think a man hungry for power would let your family, would let a woman decide his fate?" there was amusement in her eyes as if she was talking to a kid.
