The Assassin & The Queen
Tim H. for Lord Wilthas
The Queen is sitting around a long table in debate with an upstart Lord Wilthas and his advisor, Cren. They have been arguing for some time in Wilthas' manor, all within his demesne, which gives Lord Wilthas an overconfident tone.
A stuck-up brat of a lord. His father has coddled him, but since growing ill, little Wilthas has taken over.
BRITSH ACCENT REQUIRED.
6 lines.
The third line ends with him dying. Here's a snippet.
THE QUEEN - Lord Dascan's "bold" actions have come from me, little lordling.
LORD WILTHAS - (offended) (scoffs) How dare you! I am no lordling. My father will hear-
Suddenly, the assassin comes in, much like the swift unsheathing of his knife, and slices the lordlings' throat.
SFX: Chair movement. Sword unsheathes, body thumps, metal armor & sword clanging.
LORD WILTHAS - (choking on blood) (heavy breathing) (breath slowly leaves him)
- english
- male young adult
- aristocratic british
- british
(with an air of unrelenting pride) Indubitably. This so called Lord Dascan has hindered my business for far too long. His trade routes intervene far too much with mine.
Do as she says, Cren. I will join you as soon as we are done here. But before you go, I would like to inform the queen that such indelicate commands- (interrupted)
(offended) (scoffs) How dare you! I am no lordling. My father will hear- (interrupted)
