47. The Law Breaker

Baka was happy when morning came. She hadn’t been able to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Joshua’s head and unseeing eyes.

She hadn’t returned back to the feast that night. She’d simply curled up in her bed as ready tears came upon her.

She cried for Joshua. She cried for people like him who died so needlessly every day. She cried for herself.

Tatum had come into her room to check on her three times during the night, but she hadn’t wanted to talk so he had kissed her cheek and finally left her alone.

She couldn’t stand to look at him. Every time she thought of Joshua, she saw Tatum swinging the sword that separated his head from his shoulders.

All of them had sat there and just watched as a little boy’s life was taken in a horrible manner.

They were all murderers.

Heartless, evil depraved beasts.

She wished The Judgement would kill all of them. They deserved to die in the most gruesome way possible.

Fatima had brought her attention to breakfast being served downstair