by Shadowfax » January 9th, 2014, 2:00 am
Silver looked down at the Emporer. The great, powerful man who was meant to rule Tamriel and here he was.. At her mercy. The thought and the feeling pleased her, but at the same time she had not let go of her grief for Astrid so she also felt sadness and anger. She looked to Rahks for a moment before slowly turning back to the Emporer, her eyes full of death.
"Don't you DARE try and justify yourself you piece of dirt" Silver growled, her voice dark... Very much like Astrids in that moment, as though she was speaking through Silver.
She dragged the Emporer to his feet, but as he stood up, her fist collided with his face and sent him crashing to the floor again. She pulled her sword on him this time, kneeling down next to him as she rest the blade on his neck. As she began to speak, she dug the blade into his neck and began to drag it down his body, tearing clothes and flesh.
"You want us all dead. The Brotherhood. The Thieves Guild. The Companions. But you don't seem to realize...."
She grabbed the front of his robes and pulled him up so she was face to face with him now.
"The Sun Legion.. WILL fall by our hands. That's a promise." She whispered, before plunging the blade of woe into his chest.