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Okay, back to the princess.
'Why do I feel as though I'm being watched' she kept thinking to herself. She didn't have the suspicion once she met up with the guards, but she's having it again.
It's been a few hours since the last time he was able to spy on her. In fact, she was already having dinner with her family, and the prince's.
"So Isabella, you must be excited for the wedding next week, you are marrying my son!" his mother pompously exclaimed.
'Well now I know where he gets it from' she thought.
"Yes, he is very nice" she outright lied, putting on a sarcastic smile. Luckily only one person noticed, and he was sitting on a tree by the window.
"Of course he is, we raised him."
'Oh, so he gets it from his father too then' she thought.
Princess Isabella's POV
He is such a jerk! He keeps flashing smiles to everyone, well except me. Not to mention boasting about anything and everything. Honestly!
Oh no, I'm having that feeling again. This is the second time today. It's like I'm being watched or something. It's so weird. I glance over to my left, to the window. I happen to see a flash of red. What the heck was that? I get up to check, well I got up to check. I heard my father shouting, "now Isabella, it's rude to get up without being excused". I sat back down, disappointed. What could that red thing have been?
Phineas's POV
Oh darn! I think she saw me. Well, not all of me. I ducked just in time for her to not see me. I'm pretty sure she may have seen some of my hair though. It does have a tendency to poke up a bit. I have to admit, I feel a bit bad for the girl. She seems so bright. It's too bad she has to get married to that jerk. Honestly, he's a moron. I forget his name though. What? It's not like I'm able to keep up with the news from in that cave. I mean I hear bits and pieces when I'm on missions, but nothing else. Oh yeah! I remember his name. I think it's was Prince Baljit or something like that. … Oh yeah, Baljeet. That's it. Duh. Oh and what am I saying, she DOESN'T have to marry him. Well not for long. She'll be married to him for a week before I dirty my blade. But still. What kind of future is that? Becoming queen when you barely want to. Having to marry a jerk. Getting brutally murdered right after marrying the jerk. Yeah. Wait-! This is EXACTLY why I don't like getting to know the victim. I get too easily attached. I'm already feeling bad for her. I seriously need a break! Wait, a break! That'd be perfect! They just started dinner. The only time I'm ever given personal time is back at the hideout, but does that count? If I'm back in about 20 minutes, it should be fine. And hey, while I'm out I can figure out where I'm staying at night. This'll be fine.
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20 minutes later
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Ah man, this is really nice! How long has it been? Surely not that long. Besides, it's so peaceful of here. I'm near the gardens, but far enough not to be spotted. The palace is right next to the woods, which is where I'm currently at. I'm close enough to a pond to see it, providing a nice view. There are hundreds of trees showing over in the horizon, while the sun sets. The light colors can be seen off in the distance. It is a nice sight, and it's not like I can see I hat often. In fact, this is the first sunset I've seen since I was initiated in. Not that I had a choice. As soon as you know about their group, and they know about you, you have a simple decision. Join or die. Most choose to join, but some do decide to take the honorable road and die. Some even try to fight off the assassins. Not that that gets them anywhere though. Seriously. I admire their determination, but really? One untrained, weaponless man, against five trained, armed, and experienced assassins. What do they think is the outcome?
SNAP!
What's that noise?