"Tender meat always begs," Bjron whispered. "But don't worry—I'll savor it."
Slap—!
His hand smacked her across the cheek, sending her sprawling onto the cold stone floor. Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, mixing with her tears as she sobbed, curling into herself.
Bjron crouched down, low, looming over her like a shadow that swallowed all warmth.
"I'll start with the eyes," he said. "They're always the freshest."
Saying that Bjron grabbed her hair and started dragging towards his private butchering room.
'Three months of hiding. No human meat for this long. It's finally time at last....No one can stop me. No Draken Duchy, No Alice Draken, No her annoying knight. Tonight night is mine.'
Crack—!
The iron door slammed shut behind them, echoing like the final toll of a death bell.
Bjron's boots dragged against the ground as he hauled Lila deeper into the abandoned mine, her body limp and trembling, leaving streaks in the dirt.
