her to tell you

If there is one thing you can't stand its treachery from such a lowly subject. With one strong kick you the rotten door shatters, causing Rachael to scream in terror and huddle in the corner of the room.

You quickly rush into the room and grab her roughly by the shoulders, forcing her up against the wall “Who is after me!?”

“I... I can’t tell you!” She trembles

You shove your knee between her legs, lifting her off the ground. “Oh yes you can! He's got my sister... so you better loosen your tongue before I cut it out!”

She sobs “Please... I can’t! He will kill after he's done with you..." She pleads with you, "Please you should just consider your sister lost.... But you have me now.... We... we can run together!" Looking away in fear from you gaze she sobs, "Please don't hurt me... I know he'll be coming after me soon... he is already chasing after you...."

You laugh at her suggestion, “If you truly know who I am then you know I could never wed a tramp like you..."

Pleading again she begs, “But… but please my Prince... I know this area... and you need me..."

Her hand running gently up your side she tries to appeal to you, "Besides... with the moon where it is I'm just as likely to be carrying your child as your sister is..." Feeling you loosen your grip on her arm she continues, "If um... well you know if your sister is carrying as well they will surely put a stop to it.... If you want your line to continue I can only see one option....”