Alice felt the wetness that seeping from her eyes. Tears? Not for Liam but for the monsters these creatures were. For the monster she could become. She was a peaceful woman. A tailor who only had ever wanted to run her shop and be left alone by the greater powers in the world. A cruel joke that this man had played upon her. Offering a little bit of something more only to rip her simple life away.Taking a step back from Dalton and his compatriots, not to mention Liam, Alice shook her head slightly.

She had handled people trying to kill her. Drinking the blood of humans, a tabooed action from society. She had dealt with being a media scandal and unable to return her beloved Timeless. But this? It was murder. It was beyond wrong! She would have no part with it. Her vvoice quavered as she backed towards the door that lead back to the ball- the trap that she saw now. "I can't. I can't be here." Alice whispered, her green eyes wide with fright. "I can't watch murder right in front of me!" The tailor hissed as she turned and bolted for the door, lifting the long skirts with one hand from long habit as to not trip over the fabric.