A scar that he could never heal. He wore complete silver armor, but no helmet. His eyes glinted in a dark lust as he looked at the girl, whose whole body was covered in clothes, but that hardly hid the alluring figure she had underneath.
The Knight licked his lips, looking at the cornered rats. He remained silent for a while, until he started to speak, as if recounting a sweet old story, "Do you know how I got this scar?"
The two siblings did not speak; they only backed away in fear, but the knight continued his tale, unbothered, "It was a scar given by your beautiful mother, while I violated her for two nights and two days straight. Only when I felt my lust was satiated did I stop and then kill her. Though your mother was from the streets, she was indeed quite beautiful."
"Precisely the reason the lord had taken a fancy to her at that time. However, once you get a good taste of her, it is quite easy to get bored with your mother…."
