A Deer In The Village Of Lions {completed}

how can i ease the pain - 8

My eyes opened back up, my breath slowing down. My chest heaving as my heart slowed down. My vision was blurry at first, the room just as fuzzy as ever. Then I realized where I was at.

I was still in the tower.

My eyes scanned the room, falling on the mountain of grey crystalline on the floor. In shattered pieces of ashes lay the woman who had taken me in.

As much as I loved her daughter, I had loved her.

"I'm so sorry, Lady Dimitrescu." I sniffled, wiping a stray tear from my eye. I felt a warmth on my face where I had wiped, the smell made my nose twitch.

I pulled my hand to my face, noticing it was covering in red. My hands trembled as they fell to my side.

Fear licked up my spine as my gaze dropped, falling on the severed head at my feet. Blood pooled around the head, crimson turning the brown hair, black in certain areas. I kicked the head over, my face dropping as I saw the face.

It was Ethan Winters, his eyes were frozen open, his pupils rolled into the back of his skull. His mouth was open, and his tongue limply flopped out onto the floor. I jumped back in horror, kicking the head as far away from me as possible.

I fell back scrambling away, blood splashing on my hands as I scooted back, bumping into a pillar. I began to hyperventilate, clutching my chest at the sight and the realization.

I had killed Ethan Winters.

I had murdered Ethan Winters.

Ethan Winters was dead because of me.

I didn't know if I should be happy or upset about it. I had avenged my Dimitrescu girls, but I had murdered another person.

As soon as my eyes fell to my hands again, bile crept up my throat and I hurled, yakking the contents of my stomach onto the floor.
My body jerked, spasming as I hurled, my chest burning as my old food hit the floor.

When the contents of my stomach had been cleared, I drug myself over to Lady Dimitrescu's dragon corpse. I didn't know what else to do, except curl up and cry.

"I--I killed him Lady Dimitrescu. Just like you asked me to." I sobbed into her body, holding her chalky body close.

"I couldn't- she still isn't coming back. None of you are!" I screamed, hitting the body, it crumbling on impact. I sighed to myself, biting back a few sobs.

"I'm alone. Like always, I'm alone." I whispered, my mind snapping with thoughts of little Bela, her temper tantrums and smart mouth. Daniela, and her experiments, the way her eyes would shine, every time she teased me. Lady Alcina and her strength, her raging beauty and how demeaning she was. She was powerful and wise, only I never got to tell her that.

My body shuddered as I thought of Cassandra, how I was last thing she saw. How my voice was the last thing she heard, by choice. She loved me like I had loved her and I never got to express that.

My eyes searched around the room, my face falling on something shiny. Squinting in the dark, I found myself staring at Ethan's headless body, something shiny coming from under it. I crawled over to the cadaver, turning it over.

I noticed the three shiny statuettes in his pocket. The crystalline statues representing the three sisters, each of their faces carved onto the statues.

I held the cool marble pieces in my hand, noticing the same statue under Lady Dimitrescu, or what remained of her.

Picking up the four pieces, I knew immediately what to do with them.