09-04-2015, 01:49 PM
The painted Queen saunters away and leaves just the two of them and the corpse together. Cellar asks rather blankly what the next step was. The next step indeed. ”Follow me. I need to collect something of mine.” Without another glance at the bloody lifeless mare, he turns on his heels and heads out of the Chamber. He doesn’t doubt she won’t follow, at least that much he is certain of. - - - - - |
(Already posted in the Gates!)