Relena woke when someone shifted in her bed. She frowned, trying to figure out who it was. So imagine her surprise when Prof. G's eyes met her own. At first her breath caught in her throat and then she let go a piercing scream. From all corridors guards came streaming.
Noin was the first through the door. Her eyes scanning for enemies, gun in her hand. Seeing none she lowered her weapon and moved toward the quivering girl, pulled into a fetal curl and moaning at the foot of the bed. "Your Highness?" she asked still alert for danger.
With a shaking hand Relena pointed to the mound of pillows at beneath the half canopy. Noin stilled as she saw among the silk and lace - was one pillow soaked in blood and on that satin and lace like a prize delivered by a particular sick pet was the bony long nosed face of Professor G. his head forever severed from his body by the clean slice of a weapon like the guillotine or a scythe.
Relena began to sob again. "Its a warning, no a threat! He's telling me he's coming. He's coming for his vengance!"
"Who is?" Noin asked softly though with a sinking feeling she thought she knew.
"DUO! DUO MAXWELL!" Relena screamed
"Duo has been dead for six months, this can't be him." Noin said calmly even though her insides were twisting with the thought that Relena, the figure for peace she so believed in, might have, might have had something to do with the murder of Duo Maxwell.