ATtD Ch22
He held the heavy metal ring, long spindly fingers grasping
tenderly and holding it close to his chest.
Mistress would be most proud. He
was to rid the house of the traitor. He
had succeeded against the mad one, now he had only to snare the blood traitor
and his Master would finally reward him.
Mistress would be most proud of him.
He eyed the vial Master had given him with glee. Just pour it with his tea, he would, and catch the traitor he would. Just drag him to the parlor and stoke the fire strong. But the ring, the ring was most important. It would cease the traitor’s power, would stop the horrible pull that made him obey, it would. Such a plain ring, barely large enough to fit around his narrow waist, held such power and Master had trusted him with it. Just like Mistress had once, long ago, with many powerful things. But he would be with her soon, he would. One final order and he would finally join his mistress.
Clawed feet scratched on the hardwood floor as he scurried to his hiding place, leaving the silver ring buried beneath his Mistress’ favorite gown. He would come for it later, not tonight, but soon.
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He eyed the vial Master had given him with glee. Just pour it with his tea, he would, and catch the traitor he would. Just drag him to the parlor and stoke the fire strong. But the ring, the ring was most important. It would cease the traitor’s power, would stop the horrible pull that made him obey, it would. Such a plain ring, barely large enough to fit around his narrow waist, held such power and Master had trusted him with it. Just like Mistress had once, long ago, with many powerful things. But he would be with her soon, he would. One final order and he would finally join his mistress.
Clawed feet scratched on the hardwood floor as he scurried to his hiding place, leaving the silver ring buried beneath his Mistress’ favorite gown. He would come for it later, not tonight, but soon.
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