Cahir kills Gallatin (in iambic hexameters).
For the June of Doom prompts: 19 "Sobbing", Alt. "Broken Glass" & "Obedience"
"Prove it!" The Emp'ror's voice is hard as steel and stern.
He breaks the kiss, looks, shaken, up into dark eyes.
He'll do as asked, the Emp'ror's trust he yearns to earn
Yet does not wish to be his elven friend's demise.
His lip, it quivers, trembles at the horrid thought.
It's for the greater good he tries to tell himself.
Seeks out his friend, knife hidden, nervous and distraught.
With goblets full of crimson wine greets him the elf.
Hot bubbling blood soon fountains from the fatal wound.
The knife weighs heavy in his shaking, bloodied hand
As in his arms the elf sinks dying to the ground.
He sobs, the deed is done, he's killed his only friend.
His heart, it breaks, his fist, it hits the mirror hard,
Glass splinters, cracks and cries, then, weeping, falls apart.