The Assassin – Chapter 14
Amelia collapsed on her bed fully clothed, the room was spinning wildly, God she had drunk too much, but she had fun. She felt that when she was with the Knights she could say what she wanted and most of the time her fellow Knights felt the same. She laughed to herself as she got up and started to undress. As she pulled her foot out of her breeches she lost he balance and fell on her face, she turned onto her back and giggled.
When she got into bed she found that she could not stop laughing, her giggles increased until she heard Lancelot shout at her through the wall. She placed her hand over her mouth quickly in hope of trying to silence her laughter but she could not control it. She did not know what she was laughing at, she just found something funny.
When she finally prevented her laughter she closed her eyes to the darkness around her and tried to forget how fast the room was spinning. Her eyes shot open as her door opened and someone walked in. She could not see them, it was far to dark. She slowly slid her hand under the pillow next to her and placed her hand on the blade which had been put there for protection. She turned her eyes back to the door quickly but her view was blocked by a tall man stood over her bed. She gripped her dagger tighter.
"What the hell do you want?" She said in anger as she looked at the bald man from the tavern.
"I wanted to give you something." He said quietly. Amelia laughed.
"What can you possibly want to give me?"
"A present." She smiled slightly but the smile faded as the man drew a knife and placed it against her throat.
"Such a wonderful present." She said in a mocking tone. "I shall have to thank the person it is from. Is it you?"
"No it is not me." He said in disgust. "Take you hand from under the pillow," He ordered. "But leave the knife there." She swallowed slightly but left her arm still.
"You cannot order me to do anything!"
"Move your God damn arm!" She laid still, the knife digging into her skin. He jumped on top of her and sat on her hips. He grabbed her wrist quickly and pulled it from under the pillow. He smiled down at the knife which she held in her hand.
"A nice knife." The man said as he pulled it from her grip.
"It will appear even nicer when I kill you with it." He smiled down at her before throwing the knife into the corner of the room. She sighed.
"You will not have the chance to kill me, I am too experienced for you." She laughed.
"You underestimate me." She hissed. "Do you know what I am?"
"Of course I know who you are, you are a Knight! But that will be no object for me, I will do my duty either way."
"Your duty, so you are employed by someone who is not brave enough to carry out their own business!" She paused slightly. "Have you never heard of what the woads call the Vicious Lover?"
"Of course I have. I listen to woad rumours." She laughed.
"You are very unfortunate then, for I am the Vicious Lover."
"You lie!" She smiled.
"I wish I were lying for I will so wish I was a normal woman. I may have insulted you in the tavern as a normal woman may have but I am very different."
"I confess that I was rather surprised that you declined me, other women would have taken me."
"But you forget that I am not other women." He nodded.
"How can I believe you?" He asked.
"You will soon enough."
"I will not, you will be dead soon, by my hand." She sighed.
"You should not torture your prey like this, they may become stronger than what you are."
"Very unlikely." He said as he shook his head.
"Why do you not kill me now and then go, save yourself from Arthur's anger."
"I cannot kill you quickly, it does not become me. And as for Arthur, he will not suspect my employer so he has no need to suspect me. Also, I could not kill you quickly you are far too beautiful to be killed without pain." He planted a rough kiss on her neck.
"You disgust me!" She said. "Is this because I refused you?"
"No of course not, my actions in the tavern were to get close to you. Although if you had accepted I would have had my enjoyment first." Amelia felt the anger boil in her and for a moment as he looked toward the door she seized her chance. She rolled over with all of the force she could gather and sat on top of him, she pulled the dagger from his hand and placed it against his own throat. She laughed at him.
"I told you that you underestimated me." He stared up at her and for the first moment he realised that she was not lying, she was the Vicious Lover and she could kill him. He swallowed quickly pushing his fear away and looked into her eyes.
"I never knew that you were the Vicious Lover, I feel sorry for you. To be trapped in such a life."
"Do not feel sorry for me."
"Is that why since I have been here you have never been in the company of a man. Is it because you do not want them to feel sorry for you?"
"Shut up!" He laughed.
"Any man would enjoy having you to keep them company. I am sure that your fellow Knights will take advantage of you while you serve your sentence!" She jumped off the bed quickly pulling him with her. She stood at the side of the bed pointing the dagger at him as he grinned.
"Walk toward the door." She said. He did not move so she pushed him to the door picking up her twin blades as she passed. He opened the door and walked out, she ordered him to turn left and after a slight prick in the back with one of her own blades he moved.
They stopped outside of Lancelot's room and Amelia kept her eyes on the man who had a short while ago wanted to kill her. She kicked the bottom of Lancelot's door heavily.
"Lancelot!" She yelled.
"Go away Amelia!" She heard him shout through the door. "I am trying to sleep!" She kicked his door heavily again.
"Lancelot! Get your lazy ass here now!" She almost screamed through the door and as it opened she slightly smiled at him.
"What!" Lancelot said in anger, he then noticed the man and looked at Amelia with curiosity. "What is this Amelia?" He asked her.
"This bastard just tried to kill me!" She said in anger as she stared at the bald man. Lancelot quickly disappeared into his room and came back holding his swords. He raised his sword to the man's neck.
"That is not the worst news Lancelot." Amelia said to him.
"What is it?"
"I think he is an assassin." Lancelot stared at her for a moment not wanting to criticise her before he regained his composure.
"I will stay with him, you go and get the other Knights." Lancelot said. Amelia nodded and lowered her sword. She walked up the corridor and pushed open Dagonet's door. She realised that the large man immediately sat up.
"Dagonet, we have a problem." Dagonet nodded and Amelia took his sign and walked down the corridor.
She opened Tristan's door to find him sat in a chair, he immediately stood at the sight of her.
"Help me to get the other Knights Tristan, we have a problem." He nodded and walked from his room.
"You get Gawain, I will get Galahad." Tristan said to her. For the moment they would forget the argument they had, at the moment in time they had to work as a team, as brothers.
Amelia watched as Tristan walked into Galahad's room and then turned to Gawain's. She opened the door quickly and walked in. Amelia's mouth opened in shock as she saw Gawain in the middle of the room with a young girl stood in front of him, a knife at his throat.
"Help me Amelia!" Gawain said. "She's an assassin!"