here at long last is Chapter 10 :) (sorry its short but it has a purpose) I decided to dedicate it mostly to Naoki and Obi! give them more scenes to maybe move the romance..maybe lol. The romance in Snow white with the red hair is slow but meaningful, so I hope this story captivates you, because it will be true to that world and be a slow but beautiful romance with both sweet and naughty parts :)

I also have a funny Bleach story and a smexy time Fairytail story going on, if you like any of those fandoms take a look and like all amazing series I own nothing and I make nothing

Enjoy and ch 11 will be out in two weeks :)

Ch 10: Spiraling

Once upon a time there was a little princess, unlike the others she was a child out of wedlock with a predestined fate. Princesses had jewels and sweets at their fingertips, but this princess had chains and weapons pressed into her tiny palms, princesses were the epitome of elegance and grace, she was the definition of cunning and power. She was born under the title of Naoki, no identity except to be the tool of the crown, a whim of selfish monarchs to be used as they see fit. The princess was trained, but not to dance at grand balls and courting, she was trained to dance with death and battle, no pretty dresses just armor and daggers. Her fate as a female bastard was simple seduce and assassinate all who opposed the Crown, ostracized from any siblings; primed only to become Naoki.

But this princess dreamed of warm embraces and sweets filling her little mouth, every night her dreams would cradle that flame, letting it burn bright within her breast. As time grew so did the thirst for those small luxuries, Her skills grew and so did her will to break the bonds that tethered her to the crown. Blood cannot oppose blood, but even as that rule was embedded in her skin and bones she still thrashed against her cage. And one day the princess formulated a plan, that involved escaping the fangs of Oroboria.

She felt drenched, the cold of the rain soaking into her skin as she sat numbly on her bed, she didn't even remember how she arrived there 'Obi' she grimaced as she realized she revealed more of herself to that suspicious man, he helped her here and sat her down but for the life of her, she couldn't remember any of the gentle words he spoke or why he draped a towel around her trembling shoulders. This kind side of him was becoming her undoing, with a garbled cry she smothered her face against her fingers, tears trickled between her fingertips 'I-I Can't go back, I can't!' Her mind wailed. 'Why was grandma Zubani there?'

Obi watched the swell of the clouds, feeling the thrum of violence from the storm as he swayed within the branches that cradled him, that look on the little assassin's face just moments ago haunted him a look of pure terror.

"Little assassin do you wish to look like a drowned rat?" He looked over her stiff form, she was making a habit out of stopping wearily to look around like a lost child her eyes were vacant. She gave no reply as she stood tipping her face back to let the cooling drops bleed across her stoic face. Obi sighed shaking his head as he gave her shoulders a gentle shove. " Keep this up and I will throw you over my shoulder and carry you around like a sack of potatoes."

Little did he know that he would hold true to that threat, with her constant stop, look around, and go it had Obi gritting his teeth and ready to yank his hair out. Enough was enough it was gonna be an all night trek if he allowed her to continue to act like a dazed lunatic, with a growl he wrapped an arm around her waist and heaved her up with grunt. Her body lay limply across his shoulder, the tips of her fingers flexed along his back was the only reaction he received from her, he continued forward moving briskly to the palace.

"I hope you now realize the position you are in." He whispered as his fingers dug into the back of her thigh, again he received no response to his prodding only the rise and fall of her body as she breathed. 'Dammit little assassin stop this or you will really make me feel like a bully.' He thought as he swept his hand down to her knee and proceeded onward no longer trying to engage her.

He could feel the odd glances thrown his way as he carried Naoki in the most unlady-like fashion, Even a glare from the Palace gate guards was being burned into the back of his skull, he paid none of them heed as he hurried through the servants entrance and stood, just letting the rain roll off their soaked bodies. He felt tired, a lethargy sinking into his very pores as his shoulder gave off firecracker sparks of pain from baring the woman's weight for so long.

"Naoki can you walk?" He felt her shift as if hearing her name awoke her if but briefly, He bent down low as she moved to slid off, her fingers trailing along his back in a manner that felt like fire flickering along the path, he felt warmth spread through his body and crawl across his cheeks in a faint blush. Obi Released her quickly after feeling reassured that her legs would hold her, he backed up scrubbing the back of his head as he willed his prancing heartbeat to slow.

She scuffed her metal tip boots across the floor as she began to walk with an unsteady gait, he watched her movements before giving a sigh of defeat, she was going nowhere and unlike her Obi had pertinent matters to attend too, He wrap his fingers around her cold hand and helped whisk her up to her quarters. The journey held a pregnant silence as he opened the door to her dark room, he shuffled her in and pressed her to sit upon the corner of her bed. Still nothing was said as he fetched a dry towel and draped it over her drenched hairlike he would a child, He gave her head a playful scrubbing wanting some recognition, but all she did was stare a hole into the floor with those hard eyes.

" I do not know what has done this to you little assassin, but if you allow it to rule you. You will only bend to its will each time." He murmured, he crouched before her. He felt a small flame of desire to comfort to ease but he couldn't bring himself to spout such half-hearted nonsense. Instead his fingers found her cheek and danced across the cold flesh, a gentle caress, an action he surprised himself with. " Get some sleep ...Naoki"

He heaved a sigh as a strong tug from the wind brought him back from the nights musings, he had left only to seek counsel from the forest, but what he found clenched at his heart with an angry grip. His nimble fingers groped along the handle of a dagged he planted last night into the bark, with a click the shaft opened and carefully rolled parchment ballooned out from the confinement. He plucked the paper out re-reading it for the thousandth time. His old contacts used this method to send out information or request jobs and the bitter taste that rolled on his tongue reminded him that he has once more indebted himself for using this method. He wanted to ease Zen mind with anything he could find on the little assassin, going far as to unearth old skeletons and swap favors, but now he wish he never did.

" So this is your real secret little assassin...or should I say Princess."

What will she do now? Everyone knows her secret (except Shirayuki lol), people are being kidnapped and now some crazy man is wandering the streets with her grandma! What else could possibly go wrong or happen! stay tuned Ch 11 will be my longest chapter yet is will reveal more of our lil assassins fate and will Obi start liking her maybe, maybe not yet stay tuned :)

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