Chapter 13

I sat in the gorgeous Rolls Royce and ran a finger along the polished wood of the door panel. Smoke rose up from behind the trees as, back at the green, men threw the bodies on a pyre. The f腎e usually closed with a large bonfire; they just didn't normally use it to dispose of slain vermin.

The motor roared into life and we shot along the road. We killed her. A child. A small bundle of hope and promise, and my sword had only moments ago separated her body from her head. I frowned when five minutes later, Seth pulled off the road in the shades of the trees. He jumped out and came to my side.

"Come here." He took my hand and pulled me from the motor.

Before I could say a word he wrapped his arms around me. I pressed my face to his shirt. Clever man, he knew exactly what my soul needed. He stroked my back with a large hand.

"Let it out, Ella, no one will see here," he whispered.

"She was just a child," I whispered before the tears began to fall. First I had turned my back on a vermin,