Whatever the man planned to say remianed forever unknown, as an arrow fired by one of the Priest King's party lodged firmly in his throat. It matched perfectly the arrow which had pierced his heart, as well as the one which would have unmanne dhim had he lived. The arrow in his forehead completed the set.
As his body dropped to the ground, the Priest King turned to the crowd and merely raised an eyebrow. The crowd took the hint and dispersed. When asked none would acknowledge ever knowing their deceased lifelong neighbor, much less hav any awareness of how he died. Soon, only the two former men, still compelled to suck cock, and the PK's party remained.
The PK looked down upon the two and said, "Yes. You two will be perfect for the task at hand. Your purpose will be to . . .
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