I flaked her memory a bit by that little speech.
She coughed and said something 'not too smart.'
I landed her back on the bed and put the cloth back in to keep her from talking. More like whining like a kitten.
"My damsel in distress. I devour thee. Thee effulgence like the night. Pawn but lack brains. And shall it alas, death do doth. Pain in my ASS!"
I drove 2 railroad spikes in her feet and watched with delightfulness.
She is shocked into delirium.
And pain. Lots of blood.
The whole bed was covered in her blood.
She didn't have anymore to say. Except for howling in agony.
"She balls like a baby. William, shut her up and say goodnight." Came Darla's voice.
"Don't ruin my fun now... I'm just getting started."
She sighed. "William, there's more to be played with."
I smiled cockily. "But, I want this one..."
"She made me 'William the Bloody.'"
Oh yeah, she did...