EDITED.
"Their treachery was the fire that tempered with my soul; now I am the sword that will bring their downfall." ~Araneae Ruber
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TEDRIC'S STEPS were quick and straight. It was as though they knew where he was going without controlling them.
'I knew it! I just knew I shouldn't have left it to those unknown people the lady was so confident about.' He cursed at himself. As he took the stairs in twos and threes at a time.
'I should have persuaded her some more, forcing her to let me get rid of it. I would have completely taken it out of the dukedom and cremated it, throwing the ashes into a river or dirty swamp.'
He was scratching his head, thinking of every possibility to get Luella away from the picture.
But there was none. None was coming to his mind.
'Those damn traitors!! The lady trusted you to take care of the body for her sake, but this is how you repay her? I am sure she even paid a lot for it.'
