Eternal
You aren’t going to let her run you off, but you aren’t going to put up with her either. You see a seat on the other side of the balcony and head to it. Mistress says a few more things, but eventually stops when you aren’t responding to her anymore.
You sit there in silence, attempting not to look in her direction, you almost feel glad when Jacob shows up with who you presume is Brenda, but he begins going on about how proud he is a of Roldan and other things you don’t really care about right now.
“Jacob, I’m in no mood to speak about anything, I’m only here out of formalities. No offense to you, Roldan or anyone. I just really don’t want to be here right now and would like this over with as soon as possible.”
Jacob isn’t sure how to react at first and then he looks over to his left and sees Mistress sitting over at the far end of the balcony. He gets it.
“Apologies.” He says and whispers to Brenda about something before turning his attention to the parade, which is just beginning to get underway.
As you sit there watching you try to lose yourself in the moment, but it’s difficult when you’re fighting the urge to take Mistress up on her offer. Every once in a while you glance over at her and catch a glimpse of her legs. You think about how you’d love to have them wrapped around you while your hands are wrapped around her throat.
While you successfully lose yourself in this violent fantasy you are suddenly snapped out of it when everyone starts cheering very loudly.
General Roldan arrives on a giant extravagant platform carried by a dozen or so elven slaves. He stands there in very shiny ornamental armor with an equally ornamental weapon by his side. He waves to the crowds on both sides and accepts their cheers. Brenda and Jacob are both smiling and Jacob is shouting louder than anyone else on the balcony.
Then something unexpected happens.
A cloaked figure suddenly materializes right behind Roldan. From this distance you can’t be sure, but it doesn’t look entirely human. As the crowd’s cheers become sounds of horror, you see this figure draw two curved blades and in one quick move decapitates Roldan before he even knows there is an attacker behind him.
His body and head don’t even hit the surface of the platform before the cloaked figure disappears again. The elven slaves at this point panic and drop the platform, this is soon followed by the rest of the citizens generally running all over the place and soldiers swarming the streets trying to maintain order. The city is in chaos.
Jacob is just sitting there in shock. Alison has immediately ordered everyone on the balcony to get inside the palace. Brenda on the other hand has already left; you imagine she’s taken to the streets to go find her husband’s assassin herself.
“That was a fucking shadow.” You say to yourself and then you look over to Mistress and see her still sitting in her chair as well, but she’s not in shock. You see a small smirk across her face. That same cruel smirk you’ve seen many times before.
You KNOW she’s behind this and she’s gone too far this time.
You push aside the panicking spectators and rush towards Mistress. She turns to your direction just in time for you to tackle her to the ground and begin punching her in the face. Nobody tries to stop you.
“You fucking treacherous bitch! You did this! I’m putting an end to you once and for all!” you shout.
Mistress’ face is bloody and her nose is broken, but she isn’t without fight left in her. She rakes her nails across your eyes, which is enough for her to wiggle out from under you.
“I didn’t have anything to do with this you crazy bastard!” she shouts, but you aren’t listening to her lies. You don’t even care that you’re half blind, you continue to grab at her so she can’t get away.
“You’re not talking your way out of this, you svelk cunt!” you say and stab her in the stomach with the dagger she gave you. She attempts to cast a spell at you, but you grab her hand and break it before she even gets a word out.
You pick her up off the floor like a rag doll and slam her back against the balcony railing. Her upper half hangs vulnerably over the railing and your intention is to see that the other half soon follows.
“And now I’m going to punish you. It might not take you LONG to fall, but when you hit the ground it will certainly be HARD.” You remark as you hands grab both her legs to finish pushing her over, but Mistress still isn’t done yet.
“There you go, sweet talking me again.” She says and with one last burst of energy and surprising strength she grabs your collar and pulls you forward and the pair of you go tumbling over the balcony.
Your last thoughts before you hit the cold stone courtyard below are of the happier times with Alison followed by the happy thoughts that at least you got to see Mistress hit the ground a split second before you do.
You sit there in silence, attempting not to look in her direction, you almost feel glad when Jacob shows up with who you presume is Brenda, but he begins going on about how proud he is a of Roldan and other things you don’t really care about right now.
“Jacob, I’m in no mood to speak about anything, I’m only here out of formalities. No offense to you, Roldan or anyone. I just really don’t want to be here right now and would like this over with as soon as possible.”
Jacob isn’t sure how to react at first and then he looks over to his left and sees Mistress sitting over at the far end of the balcony. He gets it.
“Apologies.” He says and whispers to Brenda about something before turning his attention to the parade, which is just beginning to get underway.
As you sit there watching you try to lose yourself in the moment, but it’s difficult when you’re fighting the urge to take Mistress up on her offer. Every once in a while you glance over at her and catch a glimpse of her legs. You think about how you’d love to have them wrapped around you while your hands are wrapped around her throat.
While you successfully lose yourself in this violent fantasy you are suddenly snapped out of it when everyone starts cheering very loudly.
General Roldan arrives on a giant extravagant platform carried by a dozen or so elven slaves. He stands there in very shiny ornamental armor with an equally ornamental weapon by his side. He waves to the crowds on both sides and accepts their cheers. Brenda and Jacob are both smiling and Jacob is shouting louder than anyone else on the balcony.
Then something unexpected happens.
A cloaked figure suddenly materializes right behind Roldan. From this distance you can’t be sure, but it doesn’t look entirely human. As the crowd’s cheers become sounds of horror, you see this figure draw two curved blades and in one quick move decapitates Roldan before he even knows there is an attacker behind him.
His body and head don’t even hit the surface of the platform before the cloaked figure disappears again. The elven slaves at this point panic and drop the platform, this is soon followed by the rest of the citizens generally running all over the place and soldiers swarming the streets trying to maintain order. The city is in chaos.
Jacob is just sitting there in shock. Alison has immediately ordered everyone on the balcony to get inside the palace. Brenda on the other hand has already left; you imagine she’s taken to the streets to go find her husband’s assassin herself.
“That was a fucking shadow.” You say to yourself and then you look over to Mistress and see her still sitting in her chair as well, but she’s not in shock. You see a small smirk across her face. That same cruel smirk you’ve seen many times before.
You KNOW she’s behind this and she’s gone too far this time.
You push aside the panicking spectators and rush towards Mistress. She turns to your direction just in time for you to tackle her to the ground and begin punching her in the face. Nobody tries to stop you.
“You fucking treacherous bitch! You did this! I’m putting an end to you once and for all!” you shout.
Mistress’ face is bloody and her nose is broken, but she isn’t without fight left in her. She rakes her nails across your eyes, which is enough for her to wiggle out from under you.
“I didn’t have anything to do with this you crazy bastard!” she shouts, but you aren’t listening to her lies. You don’t even care that you’re half blind, you continue to grab at her so she can’t get away.
“You’re not talking your way out of this, you svelk cunt!” you say and stab her in the stomach with the dagger she gave you. She attempts to cast a spell at you, but you grab her hand and break it before she even gets a word out.
You pick her up off the floor like a rag doll and slam her back against the balcony railing. Her upper half hangs vulnerably over the railing and your intention is to see that the other half soon follows.
“And now I’m going to punish you. It might not take you LONG to fall, but when you hit the ground it will certainly be HARD.” You remark as you hands grab both her legs to finish pushing her over, but Mistress still isn’t done yet.
“There you go, sweet talking me again.” She says and with one last burst of energy and surprising strength she grabs your collar and pulls you forward and the pair of you go tumbling over the balcony.
Your last thoughts before you hit the cold stone courtyard below are of the happier times with Alison followed by the happy thoughts that at least you got to see Mistress hit the ground a split second before you do.
