Hunting down the pestilence called witchcraft sweeping over England. And if I enrich myself in the process, who's to say?
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@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy Owwwargh!! *Hopkins cried out, letting go of her, grabbing his foot, which was in agony- his dinner had been too rich and exacerbated his gout- crying out to his dogsbody-*
Stearne!! Catch the strumpet, and take her to the gallows!!
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy that a new kind of Christian fervor is put into place, one where the cross and the torch are in unison, not flaccid "brotherly love", but one where God punishes the wicked, and expels them by fire and salt. And now, little Witch, you truly will hang, by God's will, and my hand.
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *Finally infuriated, he snapped his hand out, grabbing hold of her neck, bringing her closer to him to hiss-*
You're partly right, Witch. It's not simply about lining my pockets or bed, it's about amassing -Power-, the kind with which I can use to control this country, and see >
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy to suffer this, you know. Just say you'll marry me, and God will not only forgive, he'll provide you all you need...just say yes, and I can free you from this.
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *Stearne balled up a fist, ready to punch the girl back to unconsciousness-*
Saucy whore, I'll show you--
"Enough of this," Hopkins called out, irritated. "get out Stearne, stand guard by the door."
*As Stearne left, Hopkins moved closer to her, speaking softly*
You don't have >
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *Stearne looked over at her, frowning deeply, grabbing a fistful of her red locks*
`ere, Mr. Hopkins, she didn't scream. Maybe she likes this kinda thing, eh?
*He tugged at her to get her attention*
That what it is, missy? You enjoy this sort of thing, you French?
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy Right. Hang her, Stearne, now. Never mind the crowd of the profit. Hang the Devil-worshipping little bitch.
*Stearne moved to unlock the cell door and retrieve the devil's concubine from her bed, uncaring of what state she might be in, but seeing the blood on her new shift, he >
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *Rousing Stearne from his bed, he then marched to his soon-to-be-charge's cell, looking in at her through the cell's barred door.*
Well, Mistress Witch, have you decided to confess?
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy arrives- a dead witch swinging from a gallows.
Throwing down the scrap of paper, he buckled on his sword-belt and left his room, quickly donning the high crown hat that was his symbol of righteous authority.*
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *The carrier pigeon had arrived, bringing ill news-
Chillington, the appointed hunter for Parliament, had left Norwich, with warrants. It galled him to no end, that miserable ruffian, n'er-do-well. How dare he interrupt his work! Well, there'll be a surprise for him when he >
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy confessed to anything, simply to save her soul.
He plugged the hole back up before she could turn and notice it, then went to his desk to write out the speech he would make, before the crowd, about following God's word, and keeping to his faithful flock...
Even if he did laugh.*
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy unstoppable desire to reach through the wall and caress her back, just let his fingers trail down her soft skin, but alas, it was only a viewing hole, and not large enough for that. So, watching would have to make do, for now.
Unless she feared at the last on the scaffold, and >
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *He watched more, lingering over her lovely frame, the curve of her..yes, oh she was indeed splendid, all he wanted in a woman...All that delicious loveliness...
And that fire in her, he knew he would break that...*
@StoneyMidwife @HunterOfHeresy *From the room behind her, Hopkins pulled the small stone that was set there out, allowing him a clear view of what was going on- as Stearne doused her and she attempted to quickly change so he would not be afforded a glance at her nakedness, but Hopkins saw, and he relished it.*