“Pierced that laughter Lucesta's interior, poked something. Entered something, as if, inside. Helpless felt she, a primal fear felt she, a primal darkness. As if in that moment, a black spot had fallen into the very center of her heart. Like a disease... As if it would spread and destroy her heart. Right against her ear, a lip leaned. Whispered it to her elegantly: "Destroy," it said. "Destroy him," it said. "Take the dagger. Strike," it said.
Tried Lucesta to push the lips away with her hand. But as if stuck, the lips were. To her right ear, to her left ear... To her heart, to her brain, to the room, to the air... "Destroy, destroy," it said. "Destroy." Without even understanding herself, Lucesta came right before the king. With all her might, she shoved him. Caught off guard was the king, expected he it not. Screamed Lucesta. Laughed the lips.
“Never, never shall I allow you to sacrifice me!”
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S.T.