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"Their betrayal was the spark; now I am the inferno that will consume them." ~Araneae Ruber
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LUELLA EYED the knife. 'It is too luxurious for a commoner to hold.'
"Tedric, hand me the knife on her." Luella ordered.
But a guard stepped up to stop her. "But if you do that, she would bleed out more.
Luella tilted her head and had a confused look on her face. "Isn't she dead already?"
"Well, yes. But—"
Brushing past him, she turned back to Tedric. "The knife?"
"Yes, my lady." Tedric first pulled out a short sword from his pocket and ripped out a part from his clothes and wrapped it around his hands before pulling the knife from her chest.
He held it out to Luella, but not handing it to her. He didn't want her touch a bloody, unknown knife.
