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Have spent the past month or so as Vanyon's plaything which was more humiliating than painful although it included a good deal of both. Never trust a vampire's word. I think I will savor repeatly driving a stake through his clammy pale skin until he is hoarse from screaming and choaking on his own filty blood and bile. But it is enough that I have escaped him for now. There is time for revenge later.
I arrived at Edoras last night to find the King more pliant than a lost child. It became apparent through the course of the evening that he is on the brink of loosing his throne, his family and possibly his sanity. My first thought was to ingrain myself into his good will and from a position of safety pick off the peasantry at my leisure as I had done in Ithilien but I did not expect such a willing and interesting subject...
His need for someone else last night was practically tangible. I simply filled a role that another more kindhearted soul wouldn't have encouraged. Distress can be a powerful motivator. Even so, I didn't expect him to be so compliant. He accepted my guise of an infatuated, grateful servant almost without question. As I wound myself around him it occured to me how quickly, how easily I could snap his neck or strangle him slowly mid-moan with nothing more than a brief thrashing of limbs for air that would never come. But I did not. My lovely one has potential meriting much more than a simple murder.
I arrived at Edoras last night to find the King more pliant than a lost child. It became apparent through the course of the evening that he is on the brink of loosing his throne, his family and possibly his sanity. My first thought was to ingrain myself into his good will and from a position of safety pick off the peasantry at my leisure as I had done in Ithilien but I did not expect such a willing and interesting subject...
His need for someone else last night was practically tangible. I simply filled a role that another more kindhearted soul wouldn't have encouraged. Distress can be a powerful motivator. Even so, I didn't expect him to be so compliant. He accepted my guise of an infatuated, grateful servant almost without question. As I wound myself around him it occured to me how quickly, how easily I could snap his neck or strangle him slowly mid-moan with nothing more than a brief thrashing of limbs for air that would never come. But I did not. My lovely one has potential meriting much more than a simple murder.