Alessandra sat quietly on one side of the carriage while Edgar entered with a bloody sword. Evidence her father was no more. After Edgar sat down directly in front of her, the carriage started its journey to the church for them to get married.
"Do you regret it? There is no way to bring him back now," Edgar said, looking out the window to avoid looking at her. Alessandra was desperately trying to hide her face so he was trying to give her the privacy she desired.
"No, I do not regret it. I am angry with myself for not letting you kill him the first time you offered it. He did not deserve to live another second. I am not surprised he would just stand there and let me be treated that way. He has let his wife and daughter do worse. I should have killed him myself right after you proposed to me."
