Snippet #2696103

"No, the sweet boy would have gone looking for you." he murmured and sighed. This was getting nowhere. Catherine was a rather formidable foe at the best of times. He shook his head and stepped back, examining his bleeding hands, before going to the table to put the pliers on the table. he examined the tools and considered his options. He couldn't keep here here forever. The connection was simply too obvious as to where she had disappeared.

He would finish her punishment, then call for Rahal. The mage would heal her and escort her out, to be banished from the court for a period of time. It would b enough, he supposed. He considered things, then eyes the whips, running his hand over then before selecting the studded cat of nine tails. He rather liked the extra bite given by the blades himself. He slipped the handle in his pocket and picked up the scissors, then walked behind her. "And where did he find you?"