No

Despite yourself, despite the pain, despite the basic human need to live, you say no.

A poor decision to be honest.

"Fine, fine then. What a waste," the queen said. A flick of the wrist sent the weight of a mountain upon your back, instant forcing you agian back into the water, forcing your face against the floor of the tub. The pressure was so immense, that this time you cannot struggle, you cannot hold your breath. Instantly the burning water rushed back into fill your lungs. You try to scream, you try to take it back, to say yes! But all that left your lips were bubbles which floated gracefully to the surface, naive of the man drowning below.

The queen watch this with something akin to utter disinterest. She watched the bubbles arise and explodes at the top. She watched until the bubbles faded slowly and stopped so together.

****The Assassin has died. Try again****