The Queen stared at where Klaus had sat just a moment ago for ten whole minutes before a sigh escaped her lips. She stood up and began to walk out of the hall when her nose picked up a scent.
It was subtle, but it was there; she smelled it. Turning, she saw a small drop of blood frozen in ice sitting on the chair where Klaus had been.
She moved closer, picked it up, and brought it close to her nose.
When the smell entered her nostrils, her eyes widened. However, before she could take a second whiff, the ice and the blood turned to mist and evaporated.
"What?" she muttered.
"My Queen, what happened?" one of the zombies, who stood behind her, asked, approaching her. When he got close, he saw the Queen's hands twitching and her eyes widened...
"My Queen, are you alright?" he asked again. However, the zombie queen didn't answer; instead, she turned and looked at everyone inside the hall.
"The Cure... he has the cure." Everyone's eyes widened when they heard her words.
The Cure!
