He stared down at me, eyes dark and unrelenting. "Do you want Malcolm?" Stupid question. But I nodded anyway. "Then kiss me." Talk about getting caught between a rock and a hard place. *SKoW Winner*

Alcestis, Cup Bearer to the cold, cruel Emperor Regulus, would do anything for the man who is her reason for living. Even if for him, her life is worth no more than dirt on his feet. (One-shot)