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Erik's Perspective
Columbina latched onto her partner's arm, tugging at his sleeve like a petulant child.
"Lord Scaramouche, help me . . ."
DAMNED SUCCUBUS!
My wound throbbed, and I groaned, my eyesight blurring. I was already fading in and out of consciousness when the Balladeer approached me, Columbina still clinging to him as if she were some wanton with her master.
He twirled a dagger in his hands and pointed it at my neck.
"What do you want me to do with him?" the Balladeer asked, amused. "I could cut off his hands or break his collarbone, Lady Columbina. Or would you prefer if I just ended his suffering right here, right now?"
I wanted to say something, I wanted to sweet-talk my way out of this situation, just like I always did, but a part of me told me I couldn't defy the Fatui Harbingers.
My ambition got the best of me. I shouldn't have messed with a Harbinger! I'm going to die!
"Give me the dagger, my lord," Rin requested, her words dripping with disdain.
Stepping back, Scaramouche tossed the knife to Columbina, and she caught the gist of its balance in her hands, twisting it around to inspect the hilt.
Approaching me, I stared up at her, speechless, and I came to realize that my words didn't do her the least bit of justice. There was simply no term that could describe her. She was the most beautiful, cruel woman in the world.
I was done for. I was dead. I was a spark in a storm.
Columbina pressed the knife against my cheek, the cold steel sending goosebumps up my spine, and as painstakingly slowly as she could, she drove the knife into my ear, bleeding me out.
Blood trickled down my neck, melting into the collar of my shirt.
Sighing, she chuckled.
"You may kiss my feet."
I hesitated, unsure I had heard her correctly.
Since when had I sunken to the level of groveling at this vixen's feet?!
Leaning down, I felt her eyes searing into my soul as I pressed my lips to the tip of her shoes.
"Wait, I've changed my mind," she smirked, kicking me to the side. "I don't want your drool all over my shoes."
Unable to think or feel or hear anything at all, I answered, "Yes, my lady . . ."
She slapped me.
"That's 'Your Grace' to you."
"Y-yes, Your Grace."
With that, she turned her back on me, clenching her fist.
A coil of thorns and vines twisted around my hands and feet, and they only tightened as I attempted to move, forcing tears to my eyes.
"Get a good look at my back," Columbina snarled. "It's the last pretty thing you'll see."
Before she closed the door, she stared back at me, pity filling her angelic features.
"Goodbye."
The door shut, and I screamed.
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𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜'𝙨 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙬 // scaramouche x oc
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