Carmine smirked as he stalked through the shadows

"Come out my little bird...I can hear your breaths, smell the stench of your fear"

He knew very well that he had no intention of fulfilling his orders of elimination from the moment he set eyes on you, his so-called devotion to his queen shattering almost instantly.

It was the first time someone other than his master made him feel this way. He wanted to hear the sweet words of praise from your lips as he worshipped the very grounds you walked

He let out a deranged laugh as he drew his sword and brandished it at his own chest

"Come on out...show me that you care for my life...or I will simply...perish"