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"I wanted you to think of me as cute until the very end."

As the little fiancée of the Queens Watchdog said her last words with pain and regret, the restless ones approached her with ongoing speed…

"LIZZY!"

The young Earl screamed for his dearest. He wanted her to run. He wanted her to live. He wanted her to be safe.

Dearest Earl's butler, a man of perfection. No room for error or blemishes, struggled to free himself from the demon with glasses and a lawnmower directed to his head.

-CRUNCH-

The sound of flesh being pierced and bone being penetrated echoed the hallway of the undead. Stance taken, eyes fierce, the Queen's Watchdog's fiancée finally took her stand.

Eyes as wide as they can go, dearest Earl and his butler, stood stunned with amazement at the young lady's actions.

The sound of battle was heard in the hallway. Flesh was ripped and cut, bones were pierced and amputated, body parts of the once alive, scattered itself all over the carpeted magnificence of the floor.

With each swing and each stroke, more heads decorated the floor and thus ending the restless ones life, forever.

"This… this uncute appearance. I didn't want you of all people to see me in such a state."

Dearest fiancée said with water dripping down her blond locks and her drenched clothing. A blush was seen and eyes of determination shined through her orbs.

"But… this time… I will protect you!"

With each slash and each swing, more and more once alive ones, turned motionless from the sabers of the unlikely hero of the Earl.

"I am daughter of the Leader of the British Knights, Marquis Alexis Leon Midford : Elizabeth! The wife of the Queen's Watchdog!"

A once weak girl seen by readers and watchers, was turned into a beautifully bloomed flower. With eyes as intense as the suns rays and with the strength of the leader of the British Knights, dearest Lizzy took her stand, and defended her dearest Earl from an obstacle that not even his butler of perfection could stop.