"Alright." Came a thought.
"NO!" Came a desperate shriek.
"Why?" Came a quiet whisper.
"This is all my fault." Came a soft voice.
"I won't allow this." Came a growl.
"Yes, finally." Came a greedy tongue.
"So?" He asked, holding up her chin with his naked blade, "Do you kneel?"
She considered the cold steel nudging her neck. Kneel? To you?
.
..
...
never.