Role

Chapter 6

First rays of the sun marked the begginning of a new day. One by
one, servants and workers living in the castle yard shrugged off
morning laziness and get to work. Suddenly, a scream tore morning
idyl apart. When servants finally got to the barn where the scream
was heard, a gory picture drew their attention. One of the sheep
was lying in the pool of its own blood, its belly sliced by a sharp
weapon. Loosen ground near the pool of blood betrayed that poor
animal was convulsing for several hours as the blood was slowly
leaking from its body. However, as horrble as this even was, bad
memories tend to be forgotten with time...