Michelle screamed.
Louis gasped.
Celeste's eyes widened.
Aramis grabbed her.
Louis and Michelle stared at the assassin.
D'Artagnan came over and looked at him.
"Feed…your…people," gasped the assassin.
D'Artagnan's eyes narrowed as he took in the thinness of the man. He looked at Louis.
Raoul came running around the corner. "Michelle!"
"Raoul!" She ran to him and he rushed her away from the sight.
"Your people starve…!" cried the assassin. "Feed…"
Louis whipped out D'Artagnan's dagger and cut the man's throat. He stood up.
Aramis and Celeste had come from behind the hedge and where standing about twenty feet away.
Celeste was staring at him.
Louis looked at her.
Anger flared up her eyes and she raised her chin defiantly.
Louis looked at D'Artagnan.
D'Artagnan was staring at him.
Louis turned and was gone without another word.
"I tried to tell you!" Celeste snapped.
D'Artagnan sighed. He was standing in his small room, looking out the window at the palace gardens. "Celeste…"
"They are starving, D'Artagnan! And he does nothing but host parties."
"I see now, Celeste."
"And what are you going to do?"
"I will speak to the King."
"That's not good enough!"