Chp.62: What can be redeemed?

The former king was already dead.

Lying there among the smoked dust and broken walls that stood there after the bomb blasted. People just layed down there as if it was an ocean of unclaimed bodies. Henry and Gwen stood in the middle of it.

None was in their right mind. Gwen wanted to kill Henry with her bare hands but Henry had his own plans. All the emotions that he ever felt inside his heart, none of them reflected in his eyes. All that there was a sense of loss.

It was as if everything that he did in life suddenly became null due to a simple action. No more fighting for life, no more fighting for position and no more fighting for survival in the nasty politics.

Everything was barely even recognizable. The dazzle and the glamor suddenly turned into the nightmare that would haunt that royal castle for years. The rooms, the elegance was dead. Nothing more to even look for in those fallen peices of just nothing but walls, lifeless walls.