Thread: Under the Thumb of a Tyrant (Valanaer x Swagbeast)

Cain's head was a mess, on one end he wanted nothing more than to turn around and kill the woman behind him, but at the same time there was something about Ammon that attracted people to her and he was no exception. When she turned his head he didn't resist, the touch of her soft skin combined with the smell of spices intoxicating, almost causing him to almost relax against his better judgement. It was as if she was some enchantress, weaving a spell as she spoke, her touch giving him thoughts that no man should have after being treated the way he was. Cain had to focus to keep his head on straight so as not to say whatever he believed she wanted to hear and it was no easy task, not when her words made just as much sense as his worries. Cain's eyes had shut by the time Ammon had finished speaking, his body giving in a bit and relaxing despite his best efforts, and while it was hard to believe he was considering her offer genuinely when just moments before he would have as soon killed her as serve her again. Even when the realization of what he was doing hit him he didn't push her away or turn to violence, he simply opened his eyes back up and gazed into the mirror, contemplating everything she had said. He still had some doubts, for instance there was nothing to stop her from deciding he had strayed from the path of fate again and throwing him into a cell somewhere or worse. Sure he wouldn't command a legion but if he left he would no longer be under Ammon's thumb. He looked at her in the mirror, pushing the beauty and grace out of his mind, trying to see past her physical attributes and see what she was thinking, as impossible a task as that was. The offer she laid out before him was one that he could not pass up even after what had just been done to him, it was a legion under his command, loyal soldiers with whom he could stop the injustices caused by the other generals and continue to fight against other tyranny. Sure he could be right about Ammon, she could end up oppressing others in her quest to drive Hespith away and he would still have his doubts, but with his own legion he could be assured a voice and he could make sure the criminals who served Ammon were kept in check without having to go through her every single time. His mind being made up Cain turned around and looked at Ammon, As much as I hate what you did to me you are correct in assuming we have a common ground. I believe the cause is just, to free people from a tyrant. But hear this, I will accept this legion but that does not mean I will forget my beliefs, I will make it my duty to stop the other generals and soldiers from committing crimes against the people, no matter their religion. I assume my reappointment grants me that right. It was an awkward situation, demanding things when he was barely able to keep his legs steady, looking at such a beautiful woman and keeping his desires at bay, but hardest of all was trying to suppress his rage and that he would have to work on if he were to stay. What do you say, do you truly wish for me to remain and be your general knowing full well that I will question you time and time again if I feel I must?