<strong>Name:</strong>Kida<br/><strong>{Beach of Ever After}<br/>Tagged:</strong>Maleficent<br/><br/>Ceruleans were transfixed when the knife magically dislodged from corpse's throat.  Like a stopper pulled from spilled inkwell, fresh vitae erupted from the now gaping wound.  An initial gush sprayed droplets, joining sand and sweat across rounded breasts, one red droplet collecting to quiver at erect and dusky nipple.  Fingers clenched convulsively at the hilt of the weapon, returned by dark magics to her murderous hand.<br/><br/>Eventually, attention faltered to regard the youthful maiden before her.  Apathy reigned upon olive-toned countenance, gaze darkened in distant contemplation.  She noted the manipulation of sands as a protective barrier and recalled her own half-remembered dream of moments ago.  Sands alive beneath her, caressing her intimately...<br/><br/>The queen's feature's hardened almost immediately.  However pure her heart, she was incomparable to the other princesses littering this land.  Kida had killed and reveled in the killing.   She had watched suffering - oh yes - and death.  Her life was forged by suspicion from childhood, when Atlantis was a myth to the world.  Even now, she wondered how much this admittedly magical creature knew, and what she had done while Kida slept.<br/><br/>Without responding, the lithesome woman rose from her kneeling position.  Free hand lifted to clasp the crystal dangling between swell of breasts.  Her prayer was silent and made in haste, beseeching her gods for guidance in this, her first obstacle towards freeing Atlantis from the scourge that threatened to descend.  She stepped lightly along the beach, bypassing Maleficent towards her clothes and belongings, taking care to retrieve them.<br/><br/>"I do not trust you," she finally said, while pulling on her bottoms and smoothing length of skirt wrap around her waist.  "But if your intent is true, then tell me where to find the nearest settlement. I will reach my own conclusions soon enough."