75 Quick Recovery

With one hand on the sheet that lay on her shoulder and her other hand gripping the bloodied dagger—Rosalyn Lockhart could do nothing but venture forward didn't she? Glancing wildly around her room provided her that she was alone with this corpse and so she moved to the doors. 

Until she paused. 

Falling chandeliers appeared in her mind's eye as she abandoned her first plan and dropped her dagger as she saw the steel axe that was on her bed. Seizing it up with her hand and ignoring the sear of pain when she squeezed the makeshift gauze on her shoulder, the Queen of Hearts was quick to move as she swung the axe clumsily through her windows.

Crash!