And a third one I have. This is actually the new opening section from the bit I posted earlier. Ended up starting the story in a different place, hence the change. Anyway
Stabbing Baron Cecil Renshaw once hadn’t been enough the first time. Every time after, Coryn was able to watch the light go out in the brown-furred mink’s eyes, but even death was not enough. Every time after, she stabbed her husband until his stomach turned into a red ruin, and he was barely even making involuntary sounds.