Beast,Black Shuk launched himself at the queen. His speed was terrifying, but he did not bite or smash her across the room with his paw. Instead, he caught her before she fell to the ground and helped her back onto the pew she had just vacated.
“Be still, Iceni, if I wanted your head, it would be inside my stomach by now, and causing me great indigestion no doubt. Sit.”
Boudica sat back against the cold wood of the pew and her head lolled forward. She hadn’t felt this sick for a hundred years or felt such weakness in her knees. The Beast knew though; its senses were far more highly tuned than hers. She looked down and blood was seeping through her tunic.
Black Shuk turned around and walked out of the church. He returned shortly afterwards with a huge piece of moss in his maw.
“Try this
