~Elena~
I watched the head fall off and fear gripped my entire body. I felt a sickening feeling down in my stomach as I grabbed Xander’s coat and buried my face into his chest.
His hand sneaked around my head and combed my hair, muttering soft gentle words into my ear.
The execution finally ended and I rushed out of the execution ground, feeling the strong urge to throw up.
I sprinted into the castle and up into my room, dashing into my bathroom. I ducked my face into the washbasin and emptied the contents that sprang up as a result of the ugly sight.
I gasped and clenched my stomach, leaning on the wall to acquire some strength back as I felt broken inside and outside.
The door opened and Glacia walked in, holding a towel in her hand.
“I think I might fall sick,” I muttered,
