Lance wasn't looking at the moon.
Instead, it was Romelle as she wandered back to the mansion.
But as she walked, Lotor's words were still lodged in her mind.
"If you are truly so jealous of all of them, why not get rid of them? It would be easy my dear".
Romelle felt a shiver run up her spine. Did Lotor truly suggest murdering them?
Romelle replayed the same sentence over and over in her head.
He did. And the next thing he did scared her as well.
"Here, take this. I was going to use it but it seems like you need it more than me".
Romelle gently played with the small bottle that he had given her before she left. It was as big as her index finger and the liquid inside was an ugly blue.
"Just put it in food if you truly want them all gone. It isn't hard. I promise".
He said it wasn't that hard. But the lump in her throat suggested otherwise.
"If you are to scared you can give it back to me next time you come to the bar. I am here almost every day at the same time".
Romelle hoped he was telling the truth. She couldn't go through with... with that.
She continued to walk, and every time she stopped she would gently grip the bottle.
She gripped the solution.
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Rooftops - Klance
Fanfiction"You might be cleaning the chimneys but you aren't such a bad looker". "Thanks. And even though you are a rich prat you aren't so bad yourself". COMPLETED
