He hisses a little as the silver touches his flesh.
It hurts.
But it's a small pain. And it will be over soon enough.
He doesn't look back at Pam. It wouldn't do any good.
He walks quietly, looking down at the ground as the guards lead him across the lawn. When they reach the King, one of the guards press down on his shoulder and he kneels. Willingly.
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Date: 2017-09-26 07:28 pm (UTC)It hurts.
But it's a small pain. And it will be over soon enough.
He doesn't look back at Pam. It wouldn't do any good.
He walks quietly, looking down at the ground as the guards lead him across the lawn. When they reach the King, one of the guards press down on his shoulder and he kneels.
Willingly.