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This was requested by night-stalker on tumblr. Very short, but I hope they enjoy!
Lanterns of various different colors lit the table. Neatly strewn across the table's surface were various types of richly flavored foods; breads, meats, vegetables, or just about anything one could want for. Sitting in the seats were several of the highest officials in Constantinople.
The one who stood out among them was a woman in a white robe. Her ebony hair was combed back, revealing her mature, but still beautiful face. The rest hung just below her shoulders and pooled around her collarbone.
The man she sat with laughed heartily and brushed the hair away from her ear to whisper words he called seductive, but she called vile. She stomached the crude words, though, and leaned closer to hand-feed him an olive.
When the dinner was over, and the guests were leaving, the man leaned in and their lips touched. Slowly, he pushed her towards the wall, where he held her captive. His mouth traveled downward, tickling her neck and shoulder.
It wasn't until he was on the floor did he realize she had buried a dagger deep into his heart, and his life was slowly slipping away from him. He choked, tears in his eyes.
Lysistrata leaned down to ease his way to death, but as she held him, he coughed a good amount of blood onto her stark white robe. She cursed, but removed the dagger and brought it down once more, ending his life and further staining her clothes.
"Damn," she said, glaring at the red splotches in the field of white. She reached for her cloak, which was stashed underneath the table, and wrapped it securely around herself as she escaped into the mystery of Constantinople.
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