Chapter32:

Eli rushed his men along, fearful that one of the Queen’s Guards or someone else would realize what they had done. With his handkerchief over Jecob’s private area, there was little he could do to stop the bleeding from his own hand, and since he’d sliced a little more deeply than he’d intended, the blood was continuing to flow down his pant leg as he tried to conceal the wound. He just hoped no one would notice that either. Perhaps if anyone did, they would assume he’d been sprayed by the severed appendage, though it would be easy to see that couldn’t be the case with even a quick inspection of what lay beneath the covering over Jecob. His men had served him well, stepping in to shield his duplicity, and Jowl had even seemed grateful when he’d whispered his plan since hacking off a penis and scrotum with an ax would be anything other than easy. Now, they rushed Jecob inside, and Armant would carry through with the queen’s demand, but it would be at a much slower pace where the physicia