Remix: Revenge (The What You Love Most Remix) [Eirene, 100 words, rated PG-13], by trascendenza
The knife rests like a sweet promise against her wrist. This revenge has been far too long coming.
Sweet as a flower, her beloved user to call her, but that died with him, soaked into the cobblestones with his blood. Now, she has become like the knife: cold and sharp, hardened and shaped only to kill.
She serves his wine and as she steps behind him, lets her sleeve drop. She slides the blade across his exposed throat in one clean, rejoicing motion.
Pullo, screaming, holds Vorenus until he stops bleeding. Then he turns to her, murder in his eyes.
She dies smiling.