LadySky had been devestated at the loss of Emmaline and the wrong done to her. Thus far LadySky had not voted for a peasant to be lynnched and the guilt was a bitter taste indeed. Hanging her head she had locked herself away in her dress shop drinking Vodka until she had passed out.
It was quite late in the day before she emerged, reaking of booze and sorrow, lookiing around at the white feathers scattered amongst the village and people yelling and fighting over who to lynch this day. Realizing Marg had been killed by the cursed beasts LadySky simply marched over to the voting booth and grabbed a piece of parchment and scribbled,
Turning to face the crowd LadySky yelled, "I have had a gut feeling about that little wench since the begining! I will not go against my gut again! Lynch her before she kills yet another one of I beg you!"
As the tears flow down her cheeks LadySky made her way to the waterfall in the forest to bathe and wash the grime from her body, knowing nothing could wash the guilt of voting Emmaline away.