Eberdek's heart pounded as he grabbed the sugar roast before him. He had the poison hidden in an eyedropper tucked in his sleeve (he had chosen to actually wear clothes....a somewhat unusual thing for the half-mad savages of Blockedlance). As he grabbed the roast and brought it to his mouth, he tapped several drops out of the dropper. He bit a few bites from the far end of the roast, then set the roast back down. The guards said nothing. They then began counting down the hourglass. Eberdek began to relax, knowing he had gotten away with it already.
"Why do they call these things hourglasses? I mean...only the REALLY big ones take an hour to trickle down. This one here is more like a twenty minute glass!" remarked Eberdek.
The guards said nothing.
"I suppose hourglass sounds better than twenty minute glass?" he quipped at the silent guards.
It was then that the Queen entered. Eberdek was actually happy to see her for once.
"Your majesty!" said Eberdek with a smile as he stood and bowed. The Queen did not smile back. She simply sat at the head of the table and stared at him.
At last the Queen spoke. "Enjoying your sugar roast?"
"Oh yes, your majesty!" beamed Eberdek. "I love these things so much!"
"Good...you know...I had a big lunch. Why don't you eat the rest of that roast?"
"Huh?"
"Eat the rest of that roast."
"Oh, your majesty, I could never impose on you like that!"
"Eat the roast, Eberdek."
Eberdek's heart began beating wildly. He picked up the roast and nibbled a couple more bites off of the safe side. Then he put it down. "I really am full your majesty."
"Guards," she said, snapping her fingers. Immediately four spears were in Eberdek's face. "Now Eberdek....you're going to eat that entire roast or slowly be tortured to death in the tower for the rest of your days."
At this moment Mogror Harbett came in with a big smile on his face. He sat next to the Queen. The two Armok worshippers sat staring at Eberdek, who had no choice but to eat the poisoned roast.
"I forgot to tell you, my dear boy!" laughed Mogror. "That venom mixture I gave you doesn't actually kill you right away. You're actually simply going to bloat and swell up to three times your size, you will be struck by an incredible fever, your eyeballs, ear drums, and genitals will swell and burst, and you will be paralyzed by the toxins. How does that sound?"
Eberdek could feel the poison already. He was dizzy. He had to be force fed the last bit of sugar roast.
"Hmmph!" snorted the Queen. "Take this filthy traitor to rot in the tower!"
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