Eliza hadn't moved and sat like statue. Her skin exposed and with the door open, the draft gave her goosebumps. She had never seen dead persons and she was never robbed. Fighting not to faint from all the tension, all she could was mutter a few incomprehensible words, which nobody heard.<br/><br/>Gwen felt a certain pride in holding down the living thug. The pride quickly rose to anger as Duncan did not even look at her or Eliza when he asked them if they were okay and that he did not help getting the body out of the doorway. Surely they didn't expect her to do it. She had a lot of questions for Duncan but he already left them.<br/><br/>"The nerve.." she muttered and turned around to Eliza seeing her get pale.<br/>"Eliza! Eliza are you okay! Aurora!"<br/><br/>Gwen needed somebody to calm Eliza down but with the dead body lying around bleeding all over the place, that didn't really happened.<br/>"Come on Eliza, take a nice bath," she said while guiding her already half undressed servant to a little room with a tub, trying to keep her eyes off the scene. She closed the door and turned to Aurora.<br/><br/>"Can you help me get this body out of here. Eliza isn't handling it very well," she asked her female bodyguard.