Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170617214407

Elizabeth frowned at once when hearing Ophelia's waiver of loyalty. This caused her to only increase the amount of compulsion to the extent that it started to physically harm her, the bead of sweat that formed above her brow quickly trickling down her neck.

'"No. It WAS their fault. It was due to their carelessness that they murdered each other and masked it all as an accident. Harvard is the one to blame. You must understand that. How DARE you bring my dead husband and my own cousin into this''. You just raised the stakes even higher. Did you really think that those two liked you? Don't be ridiculous Ophelia. They were just stringing you along because the pretty little flower girl couldn't survive on her own. I am the only one who understands you, who loves you like a daughter. I am the only one that you need. And now, after all, you've done, I should leave you here. But I'm not because I'm being generous with you. You only have to do one thing for me. One thing that will redeem you."

With one last, gaspingly painful, streak of hypnosis, she made exaggerated images of the crash flash around Ophelia's subconscious. Satisfied with the amount of compulsion in her words, she weaned Ophelia off of it slowly, pointing a surprisingly large pastel chef's knife directly to Ophelia's stomach.

"Make yourself suffer as much as I did. Feel your unborn child's life ebb away and watch the man you love suffer through the pain as you both begin to suffocate in the smoke- Unable to do anything to save either of them."

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Leon sighed, clinging to Harvard's arm as if it was a teddy bear.

"I suppose. At least Bonnie got off lightly. Her brother takes most of the blows for her, it gets worse seeing that Lizz had a lot of resentment towards Collie after his death. Looking exactly like his father isn't a good thing in his case." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment to try and regain composure. "I need to go to that damned church. Just in case Elizabeth is planning something. Again."

As he buried his the crook of Harvard's arm, he stiffened, springing back up almost instantly. Bringing a hand to his lover's forehead, he stifled a curse from under his breath, tearing away the blankets that encased his malnourished form.

"H-Harvard?! Are you feeling alright? You're burning up-"