The culprit was Wearing a black patterned clok with golden swerls that fad from the bottem to the top. the figgers clok was up high over his head so it is hard to see his selfish face…But i could just about make out what he looked like from the light that was glisting in from the castles windows.
His eyes were dark and they were a frighting blue as if he was skeared about something…His hair was a kind of dark brown with shades of bloned in it. his teath were as white bone like he clean them 10 times a-day.
The murderer was hunched over like a willows trees branches. The daggers shoke as if his hands were being shaken like a snow-globe…