The black palace

Marcus's p.o.v

I floated inches away from the ground. For a moment I had thought that I was a goner. But my magic saved me in time, I was able to keep himself afloat before I hit the ground. 

It was my luck that I had magic. Had it not been the case then my blood would also wash the floors of the queen's palace. 

I got to my foot and straightened my back. Not just one queen but seventeen more had died today. It was supposed to be a happy occasion. A night full of celebrations and happiness but now only blood and pain was in the palace. 

I could not even begin to grasp how fast things had changed. One minute the queen was fine giving orders and the next she laid lifeless in my room. 

Seventeen more lives were taken as a result of it, it was just not fair. My eyes scanned the room, my blood run cold seeing so much blood shed.