Cole Hoffman was a simple kid who lived a simple life, but things take a turn for the worst when a member of his family is without a job. When everything else turns against him, the disturbed young man embarks on a fateful journey and a murderous ra...
"We really doing this Fitch?" Greg quivered at the sight of the Castle.
"Yeah we're sackin' the place, what else'd you think we're gonna do?" Fitch grinned.
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"Why're we even risking our asses going in there? You know what the others said." Greg conveyed, still relenting at the idea of robbing the lady of the castle and her daughters. "They've taken enough from us. It's time we get some payback." Fitch aggressively responded. Greg winced at the possibilities of death that awaited them inside the castle walls. They could be tortured, killed outright or even worse.
"Besides, this trash heap of home sucks anyway man, aren't you tired of living in this village? I thought you were onboard with this. We steal some of the good stuff, sell it and we're outta here." Fitch asked confused of his friend's nervousness.
Greg had no answer.
"If the lady's what's got your pants pissed, I got the fix. This gun's got bullets with some real lethal venom shit in here. Stuff's gonna knock 'em dead. Then again, we deal with the girls by letting the cold in wherever there's windows. They can't handle it." Fitch relayed his plan with some disgusting arrogance in his tone.
With a heavy breath, Greg spoke his final words of preparation, "Once we get in there, we may never come back out."
"Dog, you always this fuckin' dramatic? Let's do this." Fitch groaned.
Onwards to the Castle the two thieves went.
-Back at the Castle
Cole sat down in his and Alcina's bed and laid down after a long meal.
His mind was filled with thoughts of what he'd become, how he'd fit in with the girls, with Lady Dimitrescu, the other lords, It was all Cole thought of most of the day. Then the door to the room opened and Cole turned around to see his dear Alcina bending through the door frame and her eyes landing one him. Cole couldn't help but be in constant awe of her godlike beauty. Whatever gods took part in the making of this woman, they certainly knew what they were doing.
