Siliana was stoic faced, taking in the situation calmly. She displayed no visible signs of anger or remorse, just silent acknowledgement of the fact that I was tasked with fucking another woman.
"I can't do your bidding old man." I batted my eye to Vinsett with contempt. My prejudice for his vileness knew no bounds since how could he just ask me to sleep with someone else in a quest to win his grand daughter's hand.
Facetious, about his lack of proper codes that bound someone to another, marriage that is, the sanctity of what it meant to gullible humans, since he was a creature of the underworld, he playfully added sweetness to his offer.
"I knowet wat Got youet havet for yerself, man." He put his hand inside his robe and took out a dagger.
[SSMBing Vinsett]
I bombarded him with countless images of Siliana suffering, the endless days she endured everything alone, all for some stupid curse that his kind had deviously ployed for whatnot reasons.
