~ silver dishes for the memories (for the days gone by) ~

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knows he is being unreasonable. A year has passed since his wife's death. He has regained some measure of sympathy and compassion for humans.

And then he witnesses the anniversary celebration of her execution.

Rage burns away any finer feelings he may have harbored toward humanity. His wife was one of the best examples of the species in existence, but these... the men of the church and the citizens of Targoviste are the worst humans the world has ever produced.

How dare they sully her memory like this.

If she is not allowed to live, then no one should be allowed to live.


A/N: Song inspiration for this chapter is "Sky Is Over" by Serj Tankian.