Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-28358106-20170525012021

Rhun gives the Black Knight a look of distaste and turns back to what she was doing. "Honestly, master, you know how I disapprove of you unsheathing weapons in the house."

Silently, the blade is raised.

"And I don't want to begin to think about how much mud you have tracked into the fr - "

The blade falls swiftly, cleaving air, flesh, and ground. What remains of Rhun falls into a congealed mass.

Aidlis is there, beside it.

And to think, your daughter now lives with a man you secretly despise. Oh, you may act grateful, but you know that you have abandoned her. And you will lie, O Champion. You will lie to your future family, and they will never know that she exists.

The Black Knight turns and faces Jorge. Aidlis kneels, dipping a finger into the mass on the ground. Slowly, she raises it to her lips and, pausing, sticks it in her mouth. Pulling it out gradually, a mirthless smile spreads across the face of the Dark Queen.

"...Mmmm.   She liked...cherries..."