Eyes of hazel numbed now
Trust is finally gone
Belief has vanished
Nothing but a pawn
He was your brother
But now he is your foe
Removing all your armor
How much farther will he go?
Hitting you when you struggle
Stinging at your skin
No longer feeling love for you
As if you are not his kin
Pain is more felt know
Blood dripping from your ear
What love is left now?
For it is replaced fully with fear
He leans over your shoulder
Cooing about your strength
Teeth now remove your tunic
Slipping it off in length
He now unsheathes a dagger
Already crusted in blood
He draws it down your leg
Drinking all your love
He pulls free your pants
Lying naked in the throne
Rape seems so close now
You just want to be alone
A cloak is thrown over you
Fur brushing your chest
He removes his armor
Smirking like this is the best
Flushing at his body
Shock in your mind
What kinship that was there
Has now be left behind
If this is what he wants
Should he be given your will?
No matter what you feel
You make yourself lie still
He plunges deeply in you
Wincing at this thrust
Blood running from you
Feeling his mild lust
Innocence breaking
Numbing all your feeling
Inner walls clench
Just looking at the ceiling
He bites your wrist again
Drawing more blood up your breast
A line of beautiful crimson
Going up your chest
He pulls himself from you
A smirk across his face
Your flesh is like satin
Your skin is like lace
His hands ease your neck back
One under your chin
Unsure of what he's doing
Drowning in your sin
Another at your neck base
Still pushing back with force
He's grinning and it scares you
Face devoid of remorse
You know he means to kill you
You are unable to fight back
The pain grows harder
And then you hear a crack
Your body has no feeling
No movement is allowed
He has you where he wants you
And he is far too proud
And so you sit there numbly
Drowned purely in defeat
He moves down your body
Stopping at your feet
Meat is being penetrated
Deep down to the bone
Ripping free all covering
As if your toes are sewn
Blood flows from them
Pooling at the base
He fails to see you shiver
Pure concentration on his face
You feel the need to scream now
He has finished with that task
He cuts into your leg skin
Peeling it back as if it were a mask
Your brother taps your meat now
Enjoying how you twitch
He whispers softly to you
Like you're his prize bitch
Disdain courses through him
Terror now through you
The dagger creeps up further
And you stare into his eyes of blue
A whimper is freed from you
Drowning in the pain
You knew it before
But he is truly insane
The dagger slits your stomach
Going clear across
Blood rises from the cut
Proving he is boss
He moves it up now
Rising very fast
You wish he'd just finish
You with just to collapse
He pauses for a moment
Blood dripping from the blade
He looks at you, grinning
You wish just to be saved
Why did you trust him?
Why did this need to be?
Pondering leaves you
Pain outweighing the urge to be free
The dagger brushes your ribs
Biting into your flesh
A scream really leaves you now
And your vision appears as mesh
You feel your soul leave you
Your soul is his now
He drinks your spirit like wine
And you fail to see how
You see your body now
Splayed across the throne
He knows you are dead now
And he touches a bone
Blood is drained from your body
Pooling on the ground
Immaculate and untouched
The flowing seems so loud
He coos that you were lovely
Just what he expects
Whispers of fondness
Lacking all respect
Your soul is still whole now
Did Kale meet this fate too?
Your brother does something quickly
And what it is disgusts you
Your heart is cut out now
He holds it in his hands
You feel more defiled without it
A treason against man
He turns slowly to your body
A smirk across his lips
Your heart is put in your hands
His hands trace your hips
He eases you gently
Into a pre-decided place
Your body complies easily
And a smirk re-crosses his face
He turns from your body
To the armor on the floor
He moves it to the queen's throne
Eyes glancing to the door
You think he would be done now
But he's not finished yet
Your armor is set so it's sitting
There's more to come, you bet
The final touch awaits you
And this one is a shock
Over the back, his cloak goes
If still alive, your face would be like chalk
Feeling he is done now
He dresses and turns to you
His masterpiece is completed
"Beautiful" is what he coos
Snuffing all the torches
Closing all the blinds
Oh what a sight of glory
Rytoma is to find
His sister dead and broken
Strewn across his brother's throne
All he needs is one more gone
And the prince will be alone
Her death is ironic
But just what he needs
Accusations will blossom
The growing of the seeds
The seeds of corruption
The seeds of the pain
The seeds of destruction
And the seeds of the slain
Zhaon leaves the throne room
Looking forward to some rest
Of all those this fate claimed
Artheis was by far the best.