The shutters were swinging in the storm winds were the only sign of her entry. No one had noticed her scaling in the garden of the Lord, Macao. The kings assassin pressed herself into an alcove at the thud of the approaching steps. Concealed beneath a black mask and hood, she willed herself into the shadows, to become nothing more than a slip of darkness. She was standing by a window, open and ready to jump through. Then a servant walked by grumbling to herself, while closing the window. The Kings assassin slowly cursed under her breath; she had to find another entrance through the mansion.
She was on a mission, the King ordered her to assassinate Lord Macao Conbolt and his wife. After his blood is on her hands, she has to return with the Lord's child, Romeo. The Kings assassin arrived at the Lord's balcony, there were French doors.
She listened for the approach of any servants who want to enter his room, but it remained quiet as the storm raged around them.
Quickly but quietly she opened the doors on the sound of the thunder rumbling. She had to wait until the next thunder in order to close the door. Another flash of lighting illuminated two figures sleeping in the four-poster bad. Lord Macao and his wife slept peacefully in each other's arms. What had they done to offend the king so gravely that her wanted them dead? The king's assassin thought to herself.
She crept to the edge of the bed. It was not her place to ask any questions. Her job was to obey. With each step toward the Lord, she ran through the plan again.
She grabbed her sword and slid it out of its sheath with barley a whine. She took a shuddering breath, bracing herself for what would Come next.
Lord Macao's eyes flew open just and the King's assassin raised her sword over his head. He tried to move out of the way of my sword, but it was to late. She sliced, blood splattered all over the walls and wife, who was screaming. The Kings assassin had to shut her up so she cut of her head along with Lord Macao's. She grabbed a bag and put there chopped body parts inside to give to the King.
The bag was put over her shoulder and she headed to the Lord's son Romeo. Once down the hall by his bedroom she broke in and took him. The kings assassin went back to the balcony with the dead parents and the baby, looking behind her to make she the servants were dead asleep.
She jumped out the window and ran to the Kings palace, so she can rid the stench of blood and corpses off her. The baby, Romeo finally woke and started crying. Great, just what I need, the sooner I get to the palace the better. The assassin thought as she ran faster.
