C285 THE RED JUICE OF THE FLOWER

The Great Hall was very loud. Then it was very quiet.

​Aria walked to the middle of the room. Her feet felt heavy on the white stone. She held the black flower in her hand. It was not black anymore. A thick, red juice was leaking from the petals. It looked like blood. It dripped onto the floor. Drip. Drop. Drip.

​Every time a drop hit the floor, the ground shook.

​Damon stood still