Post by Graham Humbert on May 10, 2015 17:15:06 GMT
TAGGED: EMMA SWAN WORD COUNT: 352 NOTES: PRINCESS EMMA & THE HUNTSMAN! | The Huntsman was charged with a rather unusual task by an unexpected being. He had not asked for any coin in return. All he wanted, was that wolves no longer be hunted in the land, and the Queen assured him that would easily be done. If the Huntsman could protect his kind, then any human was worth killing for such a reward. He cared far more about his family of wolves and other animals, than humans for they were the most vile and vicious of beings. He was currently clad in armor that weighed far too much for anyone's own good, and his face was partly shielded by the helmet he wore. He was meant to be her protecter, an armed guard to ensure her safety. Which was why he was now walking along side the Princess Emma, having been tasked with killing her. Why? To not only eliminate the successor to the throne, but also, to place upon the king and queen, unimaginable pain and suffering over the loss of their daughter. The Huntsman was uncaring of such results. He was here only to assassinate her, and that was all he cared to acheieve. Whatever the consequences or repercussions, it mattered not. Humans were so disposable. He killed them far easier than he did animals, and only sacrificed such animals when it was absolutley necessary. People on the other hand, could be killed upon his convenience. Or in circumstances such as this one, where he was to murder the princess in the middle of the woods, and thus, ensure the safety of all wolves. That really was his only motivation, for he had absolutely no interest in pleasing the queen or doing anything for her. He served only himself. The silence from the princess's talking made him realize that she was saying something to him. He had not been listening to a word she said all this time, if she even was talking. He pulled himself out of this thoughts and looked at her, starting to take the armored helmet off his head, mostly due to the discomfort of it.. |
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