THE SWEET SCENT
Loud gasps travelled in the confined cell walls which had witnessed the gruesome outburst of their owner. These walls would stand for the years to come, giving the testimony of this turbulent night.
"Take that body out of here and clean everything." Rees ordered a guard, who had his forehead and hand wrapped in the bandages. The red blotches of blood showed themselves on those bandages.
Rees turned to look at Lester. He had unmissable expressions on his face. When Rees looked closely, paying attention to every detail, he realised the prominent one amongst them was pain.
Rees had never seen Lester this helpless and hurt. When Elsie was attacked by Edwin, Lester was furious. It was nowhere near what he was feeling at that moment.
"Milord…" Rees called gently.
Lester did not reply. His eyes were trained on the naked, and injured man in front of him, who was unconscious on the cold and dusty floor with a brown piece of cloth clutched tightly in his hands.