Circling of Vultures

"Oh my goddess, what had she done"

Someone behind the guard closest to her said out loud, her hands covering her mouth and eyes widened in shock. It elicited a round of murmurings from the already buzzing crowd as they all cast an eye on the King for judgment.

Basalom stood with Priel and his sea of attendants, all who were Alpha wolves under various high positions. He would take one look at the corpse with a slight squint and his eyes hardened, a mix of surprise and curiosity. But no one else noticed this brief reaction, all eyes were on the bold red head and the dead body lying near her.