"Please....don't...kill...me!"
The long pointed iron that was Mersheti's sword was right in front of the soft flesh of the Prince. Mersheti pulled the sword away, then quickly he jabbed the sword into the Prince's neck.
The sword went all the way through the throat and came out on the other end. Mersheti unsheathed his sword and watched the Prince suffer.
The Prince's blood was gushing out of his neck. He gasped for air, only to realize that the tube to his lungs were cut also. For a few seconds desperatly tried to breathe air, then finally collapsing on the floor of the stable. |