"What are you doing!" Helga shouted loudly.
She limped towards Elward's body, laying lifeless in the middle of the room. She hugged Elward's cold body tightly. Her dress was covered with his blood, but she couldn't think straight anymore. She thought Elward was the one who finished off the King, but why was he laying here too?
Helga was crying and screaming loudly. The only person she loved was now gone. She shook Elward repeatedly, hoping he would wake up and say, "I'm here." But his body remained still, not moving despite Helga calling him many times.
Felix watched Helga with a straight face. There wasn't the slightest hint of regret or sadness on his face. His three confidants stood at the side, watching the scene without expression. There were no blood stains on their clothes, indicating that Felix killed his family with his own hands.
"So, are you really one of his women?"