HEADLESS PRINCESS.

The blow never comes.

Uncurling myself gingerly from the defensive position I was in, I try to make sense of the situation.

Alain is slowly standing up from the opposite side of the room where I assume she had been flung, and before me stands the mysterious man from the opening ceremony though he looks a bit hazy.

I shake my head in a bid to make my eyes focus and sharp pain assaults my head forcing a whimper from my lips.

The man crouches, cradling my head and the next moment, a delicious warmth spreads through my head and I feel the pain ebbing away.

My eyes drift behind him but before I could call out a warning, Alain strikes, shoving those twin blades deep into the man’s back.

Groaning out loud the man let’s go of my face and slowly stands up once again, I stare up at him to see his eyes flash a deep red before going completely black; freaky.

“Close your eyes little one, you don’t want to see this.”