Blood In The Mansion

Synopsis

Returning triumphantly from Aridwyn, I was stopped by my own guards outside the Princess's residence. "No one may enter without Lady Nielsen's orders!" I smiled and commanded my soldiers. "Cut them down." With two bloodied heads in hand, I stepped into the mansion. The gaudy pink and purple drapery burned my eyes. A woman named Celia Nielsen blocked me, demanding I apologize and claiming she was the savior of this household and its new master. I didn't waste words and had her bound. Lucian finally arrived, his eyes filled with worry as he looked at Celia, bound and helpless. He begged me to spare her, scolding me for taking a life. I looked at him and remembered the twelve-year-old boy I had found in the mountains, so emaciated that he barely looked human. Since he had forgotten his own family name, I would help him remember. In front of Celia, I dismembered his arms and stripped the flesh from his legs, down to the bone, one slice at a time.