Raphael
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- You're late, Your Maje... - the witch whispered, tilting her head to the side, not hiding her self-willed grin.
But she was not destined to finish. My hand, like a blade, separated her head from her body, leaving frozen horror in her open eyes. The small room was immediately saturated with the smell of fresh blood and the shoes began to get stuck in this stickiness.
I was silent and just scanned the room with my eyes. How did she manage to remain unnoticed for so long? Right in front of my eyes. I was so blind and how did it turn out for me?
- Hang her head on the main gate outside the castle. Let this be a warning to everyone. So it will be with anyone who dares to stand in my way.
Richard silently accepted the order and lifted the bloody head from the floor, grabbing it by the matted, soiled red hair.
None of my nerves stirred at that moment, on the contrary, this sight awakened in me an even greater darkness than it had been before.
/Earlier/
