The count rubbed his neck. He tried to speak but spat a mouthful of blood. His face was ashen and he continued coughing. No matter how cold and cruel the count and countess were to the world, they loved each other a lot.
Gabi could not accept that her husband was suffering so much. Her face went red and her eyes went cold. She did not care if he was the duke. Since it had come to this, she could only go all out and find a way to run away with her family.
"Knights! Attack them. They are only two while you are a hundred." She did not believe that even a hundred knights could not stop him. She was sure they could not defeat Damien. But they could stall for time.
