He stared silently at his bloodied hands. And then on the sword with which he cut the throat of his sister. He was furious. Flew into a rage and snapped at her. His cold gaze changed to a sad one. Tears streamed down her cheeks. He dropped his sword and fell to his knees

It's been 4 weeks

Derrick, sitting in his office, was sorting through the papers with a cold, gloomy look