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The Revenge of Kinsey Summerfall - GypsyRogue - 01-23-2014
She woke up with a start, scared, not recognizing her surroundings for a moment until she remembered where she was. The inn in Tyraturos, a city she had never even heard of until today.
She closed her eyes tightly, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, and tried to forget.
She should have been thankful. It was the first time in….how long had it been anyway? She had lost track….that she had slept in a bed.
Not since the slavers.
Not since the Red Wizard had arrived at the manor.
Not since that night with her beloved. Her FORMER beloved, she corrected herself. How that son of a---
She took a deep breath to calm herself down. She wasn’t entirely sure how she had gotten free, or who had intervened or why. Too many questions for now, and she was bone tired from walking around all days serving as a messenger girl—her! A messenger girl—for the disgusting dirty beggar. When she was done with those errands, she was going to gut him. And she was going to enjoy---
She stopped herself, a long dramatic blink, surprised and a little frightened at her thoughts. She wasn’t like that, was she? Or….?
She sat for a long while, and then slowly in the darkness, she began to smile and embraced the cold fury that was surrounding her. It brought warmth, purpose, direction.
It was going to take a long time, she knew. But she had plenty of that. In fact, time was all she had left. And she was going to use it.
She was going to find the Red Wizard who had brought her here as a slave. She might not know his name but she could see his face. Could see the smirk as he muttered that last spell that had knocked her out.
And then she would go and find her husband. It made her heart quiver in excitement, imagining his reaction when she suddenly appeared there. Would he be with his new wife, the tramp Paulina probably? Or would it be just one of his never-ending series of mistress and prostitutes?
So many ideas. So many opportunities. And instead of making her angry, those thoughts made her still, calm and happy, and she drifted back to sleep.
Kinsey Summerfall was going to have her revenge. Her sweet, sweet revenge…