"Are those tears I see falling from your eyes? Awwwwww! So you can really cry? You can freaking cry? You're shedding tears for this woman, huh? What's even so special about this pretty face? Alaric, you love her so much, don't you?"
As those words fell, Minerva trailed the knife from Iris' left cheek and moved to the right. Tyler was devastated, hoping with everything within him that Iris should still be in there somewhere just by the slimmest of chances.
Warm blood trailed down from both cheeks, as Iris' petite face was covered in nothing but blood. The cut was quite deep, and blood trailed down her cheeks till it got to her jaw and dripped onto her clothes. The trail of blood then disappeared.
A loose white gown rested on Iris' body, as she was prepared as the perfect sacrifice for Minerva. She was supposed to look pure and untainted for Minerva to claim her body, so only white was supposed to cover her from head to toe.
