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Saturday 17 February 2024

Failed

You had scaled over the walls of the fortress, vaulted cat-like on the battlements. There was no-one with the skill to stop you, the guards didn't even see you. You easily made your way through the outer castle, darting along alleys between storehouses and stable blocks. You skirted around the edge of a large parade ground, briefly glanced up at the stones that separated the inner and outer castles. You scrambled up the inner wall, leapt over the battlements, and finally stared at the stronghold of your target.

The lack of challenge faced so far has made you confident in your skills. You lightly jumped from roof to roof until the stronghold was right in front of you, almost close enough to touch. A balcony was above you and you sprang up, hauled yourself onto the balcony. A large man, you recognized him as your target, is standing there, his presence almost a physical force. He moved like lightning, in a blink he was directly before you, and his hands quickly disarmed you.

That was last night. You spent the time chained up in the dungeons, still in the light tunic you'd been wearing. Your target appears in front of your cell, pulls open the door and steps inside.
"You wished to kill me? Wished to bring chaos to my realm?"
His voice is deep, powerful. It reaches into your bones, stirs something within you. He reaches out and unlocks your bonds, in the time it takes you to blink he has attached a leash to the cuffs around your wrists.

You're tugged from the cell, pulled through the stronghold. You try resisting, dragging your heels, but his advance is unstoppable. Eventually you make it to the main gates and he turns towards you, produces a knife and carefully cuts away your tunic.
"My men are out there, I wasn't sure if I should give them a treat after their performance but who else but a warlord can change their mind."
He starts walking, you're forced to follow and blink as you emerge into the sunlight. Nearly a hundred men are lined up, you can feel their eyes on you within seconds, and a blush forms as you're lead down to the interior parade ground.

The warlord guides you in a circuit, you can hear his entire formation turn so that they can keep watching you. You end up back at the front, bright red from head to toe, and the warlord gives you a light shove, you have to stumble until you come up against a soldier.
"Have fun with her men. She's yours for the day."

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