Strangle her
From Lord Of Utterdom
You know that she can't be allowed to leave the room. You turn to check for the servants again only to find their already gone.
You clasp your hands around her throat and squeeze as tight as you can, pushing her down into the bed with your full weight and strength. She claws at your arms, but you continue to press at her throat, feeling her last breaths leaver her lips.
Her face turns bright red, her eyes bulging, her tongue wags out of her mouth. She digs her nails into the flesh of your back and drags her fingers along, tearing at your flesh to free herself. The pain is exquisite, and you can feel blood trickle down your skin as her face and lips turn purple, and her fighting becomes less and less.
Within moments, her arms fall limp at her side and her face goes slack. She doesn't move, and her eyes roll up at as if she were trying to see her own hair-line.
You release her throat, and listen to see if she's faking. When you hear no breath and heartbeat, you realize the deed is done.
