"Take him to my father." Lilliana demanded, wildly waving the servant to drag the man away.  There had indeed been a slaying before-hand, but she had heard little beyond the sounds of the room. So intent was her focus on the man before her tha she hadn't noticed at all the rapid footsteps, but the pounding on the door had jarred her from her intensity.  With a cry of surprise, she motioned to get out of the way, but was prevented from moving by the sudden motion of Kazuhito.<br/><br/>Before the man was even torn from the room, Lilliana was, as best she could be, on the floor near Kazuhito.  Gentley, she touched the damaged arm, and although she knew there was no real risk of him bleeding to death (as there was no blood-flow), he could still be in a gre hiat deal of pain and severely weakened due to hunger and the slow loss of life fluids.  She hurredly pulled out her handkerchief and took up his wrist in her fingers.  She pressed the cloth to his shoulder, though she did not pait for his concent, as perhaps she should have.<br/><br/>"Oh sir!" She exclaimed in a hushed shout.  "I cannot thank you enough for your gallantry. It was far too kind of you to push into harms way for my poor sake!"  With the free hand, she unconciously began stroking the other shoulder affectionately.<br/><br/>__________________________________<br/><br/>The King's backside had barely touched the throne when another servant entered dragging the secondary accused behind him.  The King stood and again withdrew his sword.  His last month as King was far more eventful than he had imagined.  Thothcapel's eyes lit up with glee.  How could it be that her luck should become so good in such a short time.  Though she had indeed reated her own luck so far, but this was a gift of divine intervention.<br/>__________________________________________________<br/><br/>From his perch at the writing desk, Eurich could hear the presence of a few people in the catacombs.  However, he could have no idea how many or who they were.   He did not stand as of yet, but turned his chair toward the door, awaiting the entry or introduction of those in the hall outside.<br/><br/>Winnefred, on the other hand, was ready to greet the new-commers as of now.  She lowered herself on a silvery strand of silk right in front of the girls.  She was much bigger than most all of the other spiders and clacked loudly at them in a kind of friendly warning.  If they should like to  pass further, they'd better be nice to her.