A little wicked
ELIZABETH
His headless body springs blood everywhere. Queen is covered with the rebel’s blood. The blood drips from my hand, its his. Its still warm and slippery to the touch. When I looked on my left side, I found Daemon and Master Gregory staring at me with wide eyes. I shrugged and looked for the others who might need help. Another group of Outlaws attacked us, but they were fewer than the last group. Jehaerys was outnumbered, and the two was casting him. I watch him as he gracefully slays them, and leave one alive. The man is covered in blood and filth, but it was not his own. Probably from one of his acquiantance or one of our own. His face was covered that only his eyes could be seen. Master ben cast a binding spell to him. He tried to resist the spell, to everyone
