Irasebeth of Crims: "Stayne!" I shouted for my knave-I hadn't trusted him after the little incident where he tried to kill me, but I was running out of options, after all wasn't it him who once said 'It was better to be feared, than to be loved' well we'll just see about that. His shoes clacked down the stairs to where I was sitting, amongst the ruins of my fabulous castle, my thrown still in its original place-where the hall used to be. "Your Majesty?" he asked stooping low into a bow "is everything ready? Our little trap set and our plan almost complete?" I asked, and he narrowed his eyes at me "yes, your majesty," he replied. I knew the only thing keeping him here was the fact that if I was back in reign I could reinstate the knave and drop the charges against him-not that was what I intended to do once my title was reinstated-not that he knew this, either; but he had his uses even if his loyalty has somewhat dwindled. "Good, now all we have to do is wait until they come into our range and then well have them." I smile "as they say revenge is a dish best served cold," Stayne pretended to laugh and said "yes…" with a flash of hatred in his eyes. The time had finally come I'd give Alice all she deserved…
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