Everything had gone blank. His body had gone into auto-pilot as soon as his fangs felt her flesh. Though he was very much conscious of what was happening, he was not sure how it was happening. He could feel her paws scrambling to push his weight off of her, but Gerhardt Mathias had always outweighed Adette. Besides, with an injured paw she was far too weak to do much damage - much less shove him off. He felt her body slacken then, after momentary pressure on his underside. One paw pressed against his chest - in a last ditch effort to preserve the life she'd just voluntarily given him permission to take. He gazed down at her - blankly - as her features softened to one that he remembered, one he used to know. The insanity was gone, the frenzy was gone - Adette, the Adette he'd known, was here.. and dying. Moments passed and then her blue eyes closed for the last time, her body falling limp against the earth - stained and torn.
Gerhardt backed from her then, only when he was sure it was done. A horrified look crossed his features, as his eyes opened wide. He took another step back, and then another until he was a yard from where she lay, his head swinging in all directions - glancing about wildly as if he feared being attacked by her ghost. Faces of the ones who'd come in his honor came in and out of his vision, but they were blurred and stricken by his own shock. He froze where he was, panting hard and fast as if he'd just run a marathon. Blood dripped from the wound on his neck, trailing down the sides of his neck and down his back. Her own blood caked into the thick fur on his chest, and continued to stain his muzzle and throat a fiery crimson.
He stepped forward, pivoting around her delicately - as if he might wake her from her sleep - until he was at her head. Paws and muzzle worked simultaneously to roll her to her side, where he could grab onto her scruff. Before he took hold of her he muttered to anyone who might be listening. We will bury her in the Kingdom. We, as if he were somehow a part of a team. Gerhardt took a deep breath and snared his fangs into her scruff, beginning to drag her back toward Seracia. The King, very much in shock, was gone - dragging the lifeless body of his ex-wife toward the Kingdom he'd just protected with murder.
