" I’ll go with you,” Scarlet said as she followed after Heather. “I don’t want you to be alone.”

“Scarlet?” Gabriel said, and Scarlet turned around. “Uh…do you maybe want to let me hold on to the knife?” He glanced at the bloody butcher knife in her hand that she had retrieved from the pile of ashes left by the Ashman in the old graveyard. “You know, just so you don’t scare the townspeople?”

Scarlet looked down at her weapon as she handed it to Gabriel.

It was probably better for Scarlet not to prance into the fair with a bloodstained weapon. Small town folks tended to get gossipy about stuff like that. "

― Chelsea Fine , Awry (The Archers of Avalon, #2)