Chiron's fingers danced on the slap, climbing her fingers, and for a moment, he looked into her eyes, as if searching to see if she was going to reciprocate the subtle hint of attention he was giving her.
And her response, was a look into his eyes, and then at his lips.
He pulled her closer, his hands, cupping her neck, to take control of the moment, and just then, she leaned into him to kiss him. However, barely an inch apart from one another, so close he could smell the air off her lips, he whispered, "The true Chiraclo loves me, but sealed her heart for my happiness. She would never have let this happen."
On saying this, his fingers, moved.
*CRACK!*
It was a sharp movement, done out of experience. And that was it. Chariclo fell limply to the ground. The shape of Chiron's fingers still showing around her neck.
And then he stood to his feet, his eyes gazing at her corpse.