Mikayla P.O.V

I was on night patrol, hoping that no introducers came. I looked around when I heard a noise, but it subsided. I let out a sigh of relief and continued my route.

It has been 6 months since Boz came to Kinkow, I liked Boz, he was funny yet sweet very sweet. He was like a weird brother to me. The only issue was, he couldn't replace Brady, who has been gone for 7 months. It sucks with him not being here, he was a huge part in everything.

I missed his goofy ways, his pranks, the way he would mindlessly flirt with me. It was... empty without him, since he left saying that he needed to mature, because he overheard I and Candace's conversation (which was completely taken out of context) so he left, I wish that I could just talk to him once and explain everything, but I couldn't.

Not that I liked him or anything... it was just weird without him and I missed him.

I heard another noise, I looked toward the woods, and shined my flashlight towards the trees, "Who's there?" I snapped.

I saw someone fall out of the woods, they fell straight forward. I ran over to them and put my fingers to their neck checking for a pulse.

They... they were dead.

My eyes got wide, I took my sword out looking around, they were killed by a arrow shot so whoever did that was most likely in the trees.

"It'd be smart-" I jumped and turned toward where the voice had came from, there was an arrow directly at my face, "if you didn't move." The man behind the arrow was dressed in all black and had a mask on.

It was male... I knew that... a familiar voice. Wait, that voice was all to familiar. I starred at the arrow that was aimed directly at me, then back at the guy. I couldn't be, "B-Brady?" I stammered.

Nothing happened the arrow just stood straight at my face. It couldn't have been him, this man was larger than Brady, not like huge larger, but bulky, he had more muscle mass to him.

He just blinked at me, "I don't know what you're talking about, but lets make a deal-" He paused, his voice was almost identical to Brady's except it was emotionless, "I don't want to kill you, so you forget I was here-" I rose an eyebrow, "and I forget to kill you."

"I-I can't do that-" I said finally, "the body, I can't just hide that."

"Don't worry about the stupid body." He snapped, the mans voice was filled with annoyance, "Seriously I don't want to hurt you. Stop thinking about it and make the right choice here, because the second I let go of this arrow it's your life. Understand?"

I nodded nervously, "I- okay."

"Good." He pointed the arrow in another direction, toward the woods. He shot the arrow and there was a rope attached to it, the rope flew and then stuck straight. He put the bow behind his back and tugged on the rope. He glance at me, "'Night." He said and jumped letting the rope take him wherever it was going, before he went he grabbed the dead man and took him with him.

I stood there trying to process it all. Then I realized, there was a crime committed here, I ran into the castle, "Daddy!" I streamed, "Dad!" I screamed louder.

I heard stomping, it was loud thumps, which I knew belonged to my father. He ran toward me with a bat, "What, what babygirl?! What's wrong?"

I looked at the bat, "And what did you think that was going to do?" I asked him with a rose eyebrow.

"Um-" He looked at the bat then threw it like he never had it, "it was a reflect, I grabbed the first thing I could find-" He looked at me and walked up to me. He grabbed my shoulders, "What's wrong?"

"I-" forget I was here, and I forget to kill you. His warning buzzed through my head, "Nothing I just heard something, it was really loud, and well-"

"Go get some bed, I'll take the patrol." He said with a small smile.

"Okay." He put his hand behind my head and kissed my forehead, "'Night Daddy."

"Goodnight babygirl." He walked away.

I sighed and walked into my bedroom, but not before I checked on the Kings. I walked into the room and looked at them. Sound asleep with snores. I looked at the bed on the left, hoping for Brady but instead saw Boz, he was asleep under the covers. Peacefully.

Unlike Brady who would spiral out everywhere, kick the covers off, groan put them back on. Kick them half off then snore. Boomer slept semi the same with, with the snoring and kicking the covers off.

I sighed and walked out, I went into my room. The window was wide open, and there was an arrow that had been shot into my bed post. My eyes widened seeing the arrow. I looked around with my now drawn sword looking for the masked archer. No sign of him.

I walked up to the arrow and noticed there was a note on it.

You're a smart girl. You're safe.

I looked around for the man, I walked over to the window and looked out, I saw nothing but woods I looked down and saw my dad walking around. I sighed and closed the window making sure it was locked this time.

I looked at the note that I had still in my hand. I looked out the window and starred at the woods, I crumbled it up and ripped it hoping somewhere in the woods he saw that.

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