That mission was a set up and everyone around May was pointing fingers at her as she cried over their bodies. The men that helped saved her, men that she considered blood were dead and she only a few deep cuts and a broken thumb. The men around her held her down as she screamed and cried at the top of her lungs she watched on as they carried their bodies and gave them their honored funeral. To her knees she fell as they began to burn the bodies even then the crowd did not stop some even going as far as to bring harm to her, Mayuree didn't fight back she just took it. If they wanted to take their anger out on her because she's a mere woman and thought to be a part of what happened to those three so be it…wouldn't be the first time she was beaten for something that she did not commit. She looked up at a big man and saw him ball his big left hand into a fist, she didn't turn away she just looked him in the eyes with tears streaming down her face, he reared back; but it never hit her. Two people stood in front of her and one holding onto the arm of the man that was ready to pound her face in.
"Do you not remember what we have been taught?! Since when do you start to raise a hand at a woman?!"
The man in front of her yelled at the crowd. With eyes wide Mayuree watched on as the man spoke out for her, a young boy pushed the two that held her arms away and helped Mayuree to her feet; the one that held the arm of the man that was ready to punch her face didn't even look at her. May tried to see around the taller angry man but still could not see his face due to his hood being pulled up.
"Thank you for your help brothers…though you shouldn't burden yourselves with me."
The young boy looked May square in the eyes with a small glint of something she wasn't sure what it was…pity, remorse, sympathy?
"It is our duty to protect those in need, even if they are our sister."
He kissed her right hand which in turn made her smirk and scoffed a little.
"I see the young one is trying to charm the pants right off of me yeah?"
She said jokingly holding onto her right side from pain that ebbed up from when she laughed. The man that was talking to the crowd of people that began to scatter about their own ways turned to her.
"Come we must get you to a healer."
The young boy quietly says to May as he acts as her crutch, slowly with the other two males in tow they all go see the healer. Once treated and only coming out with bruised muscles, a black eye, and a busted lip, sitting down next to the young boy she smiled and bowed her head to show her thanks.
"May I have the names of those that helped me?"
She asked quietly.
"Kadar Al-Sayf, my elder brother Malik Al-Sayf, and the quiet one over there is Altair Ibn-La'Ahad."
The younger brother pointed as he said each name, May nodded to each.
"A mouthful your name is Altair, might take me a while to remember that one."
The one known as Altair suddenly popped up turning his head slightly as he got to the door.
"With the way you fight, I doubt you'll have much time to remember us all, yet alone my name."
With that he walked out the door slamming it shut.
"I take it he doesn't even know how to take a joke…any who, my name is…"
"Mayuree. Everyone knows the only female assassin."
Kadar said shyly as he kept taking quick glances at May, she gave a small smirk.
"I suppose you are right. You two wouldn't happen to know if they had family around here, would you?"
"They've already been informed of what had happened and witnessed what happened to you. They couldn't handle the scene and left back to their homes."
Malik spoke up as he slowly stood and kneeled in front of May.
"I care not for that, I wish to apologize, and thank them."
May mumbled as she slowly got up and to the door.
"If one of the two is not busy would you care to show me where they live?"
"I can do it Mayuree!"
Kadar popped up and chirped all too happily, taking her hand he lead her out of the little house, and out of the castle walls, down steep hills, zigzagging through the markets, and finally making a stop; Letting May pay her respects to the three that gave their lives to save her own.
