Time to Sever Ties

A few weeks had passed and Ricard had continued to **** his growing dark powers. He had been spending longer periods of time as Rosalind now. A few days were the usual time he had agreed on with his minions, and he took a few days extra while his puppet played with him. Now Rosalind was barely ever conscious in her body, having been possessed non-stop for days on end. Her mind was crumbling and Ricard was all too happy to slowly absorb the pieces.

With each passing week he slowly gained more and more from Rosalind, her memories, her mannerism, some of her habits, but never too much to overwhelm himself. He still knew who he was and what he wanted. Now though, he wanted to take everything she had to offer, permanently. He would go and start a new life as her, leaving the village when he needed, but there was a problem, two problems actually. His two worthless henchmen would know what happened. Even if Rosalind just disappeared, his clone might be found out and those two morons might eventually squirm and reveal the truth. He was going to have to get rid of them as well, and he knew just how to do it without rousing anyone's suspicions.

Ricard spent the next few days reading the spell book and gathering the materials. Two of the materials he needed were live animals, which was easier said than done with catching them. Luckily he had his puppet Rosalind to help. She caught a wild boar and a wild bird with ease. Once she did, it was only a matter of drawing the swapping circles on their heads and keeping them sedated.

Next came the fun part. It was Thomlin's turn to take Rosalind for a ride. As per usual he'd invite Rosalind to a simple round of spice challenge where she'd be numbed to sleep....usually. This time Rosalind didn't fall for the challenge, she swapped the dishes instead. Rather than her falling asleep as usual, Thomlin did.

"Wakey, Wakey." Rosalind cooed as Thomlin regained consciousness. He looked around frantically, finding himself no longer in the hideout. Now he was in an unfamiliar cave, tied up with none other than...

"Rosalind?" He exclaimed.

"That's right." She lied. "I finally figured out what you ingrate were doing to me." She told him as walked over to an **** fowl. "And I'm thinking....I want some payback." She chuckled as picked up the bird and walked over to Thomlin. "Since you like to swap bodies so much....let's see how you like being a scrawny little bird." She cackled as she held head straight and tapped him with the Fowl.

Thomlin's eyes widened in horror as the world went black.