She thunked the severed robot head on the floor. It clanged against the marble of the great hall with a metallic dink that echoed of the pillars and arches. Sparks crackled at the ends of the crinkled wires protruding from the neck like baby’s breath and a bride’s bouquet.
“This.” The single word was breathy from her labor. “This is what you asked me to kill, and it is done.”
The man who sat upon the gilded throne at the center of the great hall nodded. “And so it will be, that you shall be awarded according to your wish.”