The empty vial slips from her hands and shatters on the stone floor.
"You Bitch."
The words gurgle forth from his lips a concoction of blood and hate. He strains to rise from his prone position on the floor but his strength is gone, the venom is already taking hold. His head rolls to the side, the blood drowns his thoughts before they can form on his lips.
She watches him transfixed for an instant. She looks to the floor and finds the dagger; her hand wraps around its handle. She takes a steadying breath. . .
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Before Romeo and Juliet
Historical FictionWe all know how the tale of Romeo and Juliet ends, but the story of the Capulets and Montagues begins long before that fateful night. Long even before the infamous feud first draws blood. It begins in an abbey in the foothills of the Alps, where the...
