Forced Bride to Be

Katarina could only widen her eyes and anticipate the sword that was going in for the kill. She couldn't even move by how tight Elliot was holding her wrist, and the fear of the dark and twisted aura coming from the boy prevented her from moving even a slight twitch.

The blade was half an inch away from her finger when it stopped. Elliot looked at her and chuckled, shaking his head and letting the woman go. "I took your friend's leg. That should be enough amputation for today."

"Your power is overwhelming," Katarina said. She kneeled in front of Elliot and lowered her head close to the ground, she placed her hands on the floor and laid her head on top of it. "I submit to your power, but please help me break free."

"This is getting interesting. Don't bother Madam Locraine again," Elliot said. "Do that, and I'll help you."

"I will do anything you say," Katarina muttered. "I am your eyes from the shadows from now on."