"Me?" The woman whispered in Bladen's ear, "I am Plum Blossom, also known as the one from over a decade ago..."
"Crimson..." Bladen managed to utter just one word before Woody saw the woman insert a frost spike into the back of his neck.
Snow King Bladen died just like that, and Woody felt no stir in his heart, which surprised him a bit.
He looked at the woman, who was also looking at him.
"Ah, it's been a long time since I've engaged in the deeds of an assassin." The woman said with a smile, "This time it didn't quite feel like an assassination, little brother. You won't betray me, will you?"
"No," Woody scratched his head.
He said, "I've thought about it for a long time and finally decided to remain loyal to the empire, loyal to my big brother. By killing Bladen, you've also rid the country of a menace."
"But you couldn't bring yourself to do it, right?" The woman cradled Woody's face in her hands.
Woody nodded.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!