Dead.. She was dead. I couldn't move. I couldn't breath. I couldn't look away. Minutes passed like that, Me on the floor of the foyer, hunched over on my knees and forearms, wide eyed.. Zeus at the top of the steps, his jaw slack, his soft lips parted in shock.
Eliza between us, her Her body looked tangled.. twisted under her silk. Her legs on the stairs, her upper body splayed across the floor.. inches from my finger tips. Her blood was pooling around her head.. it was crawling towards my hands if her last act would be to stain my skin with her very blood.
Only half a second had passed though, when the world jerked and moved again. I sucked in a breath and Zeus.. wailed. He ran down the steps, screaming her name like some kind of girly bitch and threw himself over her, sobbing. I began to slowly back away.. His grief and my own would be very different.
"Zeus.. maybe we should.." But he lifted his head, his eyes were red and wet and.. angry.. "Shut up Frigid! This is your fault! You killed her! You Killed her!"
Had I? Oh sweet Kings.. had I?
"Tannek.. where is .. Tannek?" Eliza moaned, stirred. Zeus recoiled from her, still sobbing but now with a sick from of joy.Eliza was not dead, at all. The blood on the floor was much smaller then I had thought. As she tried to get up, calling for the man in the celler.. I realized something.
I had wanted her to be dead.
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