Hypnotized?
Under a spell?
Or tied on invisible strings?
That’s what it somehow looked like when Amanda stood up and strode towards the sleeping Master.
Her eyes were a deep violet - the brown shade in them gone. There were swirls of red in the center appearing alive just like the waves in the sea and the clouds in the sky.
She had no mission in mind. Nothing at all except to....
“Kill him...” she voiced in her thoughts as she stared at Cord with anger. “I’ll kill him...”
Like a cat undetected in the night, she moved fluidly, kneeling and drawing her legs apart to sit on his lap. Her weight, surprisingly, didn’t even wake him.
She placed both palms against his heart first feeling for a steady beating there but found none. This didn’t stop her. It only made her narrow her eyes at him and poised to lock her hands on his neck.
“Rexcord Alexande
