*Princess Belasarius*
I was in chains standing before my father before I even knew what was happening. One minute I was in the library, trying to find something I had missed in my earlier research due to Gravestone, ahem, distracting me. Suddenly, the doors flew open hard enough to dent the wall as they collided with it, and five soldiers marched in, all flanking Commander McAllister. “Hello, Princess,” she said with a cold sneer.
I looked up at her, the fear plain on my face. “You…you can’t be here!” I scrambled out of my chair and back against the bookshelf. “You’re dead! You’re f*cking DEAD! I watched you die!!!”
“Yes, one of my proudest performances, I must say.” With a snap of her fingers, two men approached me from both sides. One produced cuffs.
“What is the meaning of this?!” I demanded while struggling against their grips.
“We have been informed by one of your handmaidens that you have lain with your bodyguard, Gravestone.”