@Earnest Evans
Avalai's eyes narrowed at the ancient's words. Her slender, pale hand rose from her side and she snapped her fingers, her long red nails clicking. Immediately, regardless of distance, all the thralls stopped what they were doing to come to her. Their expressions changed from relaxed and happy to stoic and intimidating. It was eerily quiet as they all came to the foot of the staircase and knelt down in neat, practiced rows. They looked up at her, awaiting a command.
The red queen looked with spite at the mummy berating her.
"Motivate my employees?" She spat, her tone filled with venom. "Motivate... my employees?" It was then she walked into the mummys space, and continued to walk so that he may have to walk backwards to stay up. "Were it not already preconceived that I had given my Thralls permission to relax and enjoy their time off except for the select few who begged to stay and remain at my side at all times, I would have slaughtered them all one by one personally. You think you can DARE talk to me about my thralls? YOU think you can DARE talk to me about MOTIVATING, MY, EMPLOYEES?! YOU FAIL TO EVEN SUPPLY SERVANTS YOU CRUSTY ABOMINATION. YOUR TIME IS SO FAR PAST, YOUR RULE SO LONG GONE THAT NOBODY HAS EVER HEARD OF YOUR NAME." She stopped, recoiling and grinned sadistically. "You want motivation?"
She took a dagger, hidden in the fold of her skirt, and sliced her palm without so much as flinching. Below, the Thralls moaned, their long turned state making them lust to taste her blood despite remaining human.
"You." Her golden eyes pointed to a random thrall in the bunch, locking gazes with him. "Kill the thrall to your left."
Without needing any other order, the thrall turned to his left, the other thrall closing his eyes to accept his fate as the first drew the sword from his hip and decapitating the other. The victorious thrall gingerly collected the other's head and going through the crowd, which silently parted, to go up the stairs to his Queen. He knelt down on the stair below Avalai and bowed his head, presenting her with the decapitated one.
Avalai's smile could destroy nations.
She put forth her bleeding hand. The thrall gently but very perversely took it after setting the head down, licking desperately at his queens wound. Her expression softened almost maternally and she ran her long nails through his hair. Her gaze, hardening once more, turned to the ancient's as the crowd below remained stoic. She stepped up to him, leaving the thrall behind as she got into his space once again.
"Ego sanguinum Maria,
Eu sunt Huntress de noapte,
Я каралева усіх вампіраў,
و كنت طويلة ، نسي الملك الملك من الغبار."
Avalai's eyes narrowed at the ancient's words. Her slender, pale hand rose from her side and she snapped her fingers, her long red nails clicking. Immediately, regardless of distance, all the thralls stopped what they were doing to come to her. Their expressions changed from relaxed and happy to stoic and intimidating. It was eerily quiet as they all came to the foot of the staircase and knelt down in neat, practiced rows. They looked up at her, awaiting a command.
The red queen looked with spite at the mummy berating her.
"Motivate my employees?" She spat, her tone filled with venom. "Motivate... my employees?" It was then she walked into the mummys space, and continued to walk so that he may have to walk backwards to stay up. "Were it not already preconceived that I had given my Thralls permission to relax and enjoy their time off except for the select few who begged to stay and remain at my side at all times, I would have slaughtered them all one by one personally. You think you can DARE talk to me about my thralls? YOU think you can DARE talk to me about MOTIVATING, MY, EMPLOYEES?! YOU FAIL TO EVEN SUPPLY SERVANTS YOU CRUSTY ABOMINATION. YOUR TIME IS SO FAR PAST, YOUR RULE SO LONG GONE THAT NOBODY HAS EVER HEARD OF YOUR NAME." She stopped, recoiling and grinned sadistically. "You want motivation?"
She took a dagger, hidden in the fold of her skirt, and sliced her palm without so much as flinching. Below, the Thralls moaned, their long turned state making them lust to taste her blood despite remaining human.
"You." Her golden eyes pointed to a random thrall in the bunch, locking gazes with him. "Kill the thrall to your left."
Without needing any other order, the thrall turned to his left, the other thrall closing his eyes to accept his fate as the first drew the sword from his hip and decapitating the other. The victorious thrall gingerly collected the other's head and going through the crowd, which silently parted, to go up the stairs to his Queen. He knelt down on the stair below Avalai and bowed his head, presenting her with the decapitated one.
Avalai's smile could destroy nations.
She put forth her bleeding hand. The thrall gently but very perversely took it after setting the head down, licking desperately at his queens wound. Her expression softened almost maternally and she ran her long nails through his hair. Her gaze, hardening once more, turned to the ancient's as the crowd below remained stoic. She stepped up to him, leaving the thrall behind as she got into his space once again.
"Ego sanguinum Maria,
Eu sunt Huntress de noapte,
Я каралева усіх вампіраў,
و كنت طويلة ، نسي الملك الملك من الغبار."