@BritneySpears a few weeks after Travers and son had killed me, directing the Christian Brigands to attack the undefended Palace, and I at 69 I was somehow supposed to deal with 6 young horse men with swords, defending myself alone. After that, you were recreating with him at Spalato like the Palace was yours and his house, after my murder, when during some domestic tension, you taunted him about how bravely I had died, in seconds he ripped off your Roman knitted bootie, shoved it down your throat and then he decided to skin you alive to watch the terror in your eyes as he stripped off discrete parts of your skin and could not scream, falling into unconsciousness from the shock, he woke you up and began cutting then pulling off the skin, until you fainted in pain again…and so on for long hours, before he cut your throat and orgasmed from the thrill kill of it.