Getting ahold of a knife wasn't hard. The Holy Temple was anything but Holy. The servants would be harmed on purpose for them to practice healing... They are brainwashed to think it is for the greater good, that they were here to serve a purpose and that purpose is to spread the Divine word of the Goddess. Their pain only brought them closer to her.
The cause of her misery would be the one that would set her free. The knife is the key. This time her hand wasn't shivering. She couldn't afford to. She had only one chance.
Edward won't change, he will never change. If she lets him live, he will try to destroy her. A second chance is hard to come by, she would never let it slip from her hands.
His name echoed in her mind, a curse. She hated him more than she had ever hated anyone. He had been the one who betrayed her, the one who stripped her of everything in her past life. Her power. Her title. Her life.
