Power and Control : methodic-madness
It was a normal day and a quiet night for the household above the shop. Nanna was reading, Zelda was writing in her diary, and Sigyn had decided to go to bed early. Her room was rather warm and she decided to dress in a short, satin nightgown. The loneliness returned as she admired herself in the mirror, she wanted someone to climb into bed with and she didn't care if it was sexual or not. Her bed was too spacious for one, tiny woman like her. After quickly untangling her hair, she turned the light out and tugged the sheets up to her chest. She fell asleep quickly, curled up on her left side facing the windows.
Minutes, or possibly hours later, she woke up with a start, her eyes traced over every detail in the room. The fear set in when she found something out of the ordinary, something - someone - that shouldn't be there. The moonlight splayed across the floors and sheets did nothing to illuminate the person's face. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as she started piecing together a plan. Play innocent and stab him, that should work. It will work, it will. The Gods will keep me safe.
"P-Please," The trembling made her voice shake, "I will give you whatever you want."
