[Dunisbane]

Alyisse finally left her Master's room that night after tending to his wounds. She moved to sit down into one of the chairs at the table. Her bruised and burned face slumping into the palms of her hands as her elbows sit upon the table. Beginning to sob again, she contemplated the events that had occurred.

"My honor has been torn from me. Even still, I protected him. I never lied to him. My time may come soon. He took the one thing that was truly given back to me. Now what do I do?" she spoke quietly to herself as she watched the door into the building.

"My hands are soaked in blood. The blood my owner had me shed. It will never come off." she was trembling in body and voice as she spoke. "I would shield him from a hail of arrows but he would abandon me for the words of a power mad woman... he would break his promise to me at her whim."

Her hands slipped through the root of her blood caked silver hair as she continued to ramble on to herself. "All of the dead I killed for him. Because of a crime I never committed." Again her body shuddered. She could feel it, the brink of madness creeping in. She knew she needed something to contain it before it was too late. It was good she brought something extra home from Tyrantos.

The kettle whistled in the back room. "Th-the letters can wait until tommorrow." she said as she stood and turned to open the door to the storage room. Her room. Some mist rolled free of the room as she entered and closed the door.