Her Resolve is Unbreakable

I refuse to fall!

"You... You take me for a fool?" Alice growls, biting her tongue, tasting the bitter tang of metal as her blood floods her mouth. The clarity that comes with the sharp, stinging pain wipes away the fog in her mind, and the scent of the incense no longer affects her mind. Everything comes back to her now, from her state of undress to the poisonous lies spewed by Currel. With a violent shove, she pushes the old man away from her, and he stumbles backwards into the cabinet, causing the incense burner to smash into the ground.

"You fucking degenerate... I'll castrate you like a dog when I-" Alice's rant is interrupted by the presence of the church's paladins, who storm inside the room. With a slight blush, the princess quickly covers up her exposed chest, but at this point, it seems meaningless. She was completely surrounded, and there was no help coming. Still, she could feel a bit of pride that she managed to break free of that accursed ****, and that whatever they intend to do, they'll have to do it through brute ****.

"To think you'd resist at the last moment," Currel mutters, wiping blood from his nose. "You'd have been much happier accepting my offer. Your mother did the-"

"I am not my mother!" Alice shouts, trying to land one more punch, needing to be restrained by multiple paladins to keep her from sending the arch-bishop to an early grave. "Who gives a shit if she fell for your poison? I won't make that same mistake! You made a mistake last time, you old fuck! You should've killed me while you had me ****, because now I'll end you and your God!"

"Enough! You'll regret this. You know nothing of this world, girl," he says with a twitch of his eye. In truth, he didn't have much he could actually do to her. Killing her was out of the question, as it would bring Jamis' wrath down on the church without question. If she didn't return within a set amount of time, then there would definitely be question levied against him. As frustrating as it was for him, he could only watch as his prey narrowly escaped his grasp.

With a gesture of his hand, the paladins release her, and Alice puts her dress together as best as she can. Shooting one last hateful glare at the arch-bishop, she takes her leave, knowing that she barely managed to escape the grasp of the old man.

Sorry all. Currently experiencing a difficulty in employment. Tough times ahead.