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[Color=salmon][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Morning
[Color=salmon][b]Location:[/b][/color] Sorian Beach
[Color=salmon][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@Potter] Layla, Olivia [@Conscripts] John, [@PapaOso] Cassius [@Tae] Kalliope [@Lava Alckon] Farim, [@ReusableSword] Roman, [@Apex Sunburn] Sjan-dehk, [@princess] Charlotte
 
[Color=salmon][I]By the gods. By the gods. By the gods. By the gods. By the gods. By the gods. By the gods. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I slapped a princess. I SLAPPED A PRINCESS![/I][/color] Lorenzo could almost weep as he held Layla's shapely legs. At any other time, holding such things might have given him the pinnacle of comfort but not now. Not after he assaulted her in public. He dreaded what might come next. A sharp bite from the snake, the slitting of his throat, beheading, a knife to the throat… or maybe she would burst his head like a grape between her bare hands. He shut his eyes tightly, awaiting the impending when he heard the sound of Calbert's voice.

[Color=salmon]“I am truly in hell…”[/color] He mumbled quietly against Layla's thighs. It made sense to him. Layla had killed him right there and he was in hell with Calbert as his tormentor. He wanted him to stand so he could inflict some manner of torture on him but Lorenzo refused to move. 

When heard Charlotte's, tears finally streamed down his face and one of Layla's legs. [Color=salmon][I]They… they killed her too?[/I][/color]

[Color=salmon]“Lottie had nothing to do with this! Please don't make her suffer! Just punish me! I'll do anything! Just keep her away from that devil, Calbert Damien!”[/color]
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