Dameus guided the guards dragging Eleenia up the winding staircase to her parents' bedroom. Sagaroth was following closely behind, as Dameus knew he would. The trap was almost set. He would finally be rid of this annoying oaf once and for all, or he would finally have his suspicions put to rest.
"She certainly does look a lot like her mother, doesn't she, General?"
Sagaroth was brought out of his thoughts. "Huh? Oh, yes, she does."
Dameus smiled. Time for the bait. "Untouched by human hands, pure as the driven snow, and ripe for the taking. In fact, I sense that she is fertile. If you take her today, she'll give you a strong, brilliant son!"
Sagaroth said nothing. What was the scheming bastard plotting?
"No reply, General?"
"I have nothing to say. The master wants her dead, we shall follow his will," Sagaroth said.
Damn, Dameus thought. He might have to put up with this insufferable bastard after all. They reached the locked door. Dameus raised his hand and a yellow bolt of energy shot out. A soft click echoed down the stairwell and the door gently swung open.
"Put her on the bed," Dameus commanded.
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Blood of the Righteous
FantasyMurder most foul! A noble lord is slaughtered in his manor. His three surviving children suddenly find themselves commoners. The oldest, Gabriel Ki Kalendeen, is a knight in service to the church who must balance his commitment to God with his re...
